You almost regret going with Sphintus into the 5th district to find Marga and Titus. When you saw Titus' charred body, you broke down, weeping, with only the Carmen heir to console you, as he was silently mourning the loss of his close friend. The image of Titus' purple earrings surrounded by ash and smoldering bones burned itself into your mind.
Tears leaked out of you [e/c] eyes as the nightmare woke you for the, seemingly, millionth time. Stifling your urge to whimper, you tried to calm yourself down. You turned over in your shared bed to see Titus, snoring softly, facing the other direction. Seeing him sleeping next to you was a comfort beyond words, but you still couldn't stop yourself from remembering what had happened at Magnoshutatt. You took a deep breath, climbed out of the moon-bathed bed, and left your room for the small, adjacent balcony.
You sat down on the cushioned ou