Posters in the shadier parts of town
Sophia Romanziere last edited by
_Beauty brings love, love leads to loss… Loss, to emptiness.
Beauty is fleeting, and illusionary, what could be there to console me when his beauty slowly fades?
Whoever holds the answers, please come and play a game of darts with me, at the Grinning Goat. One can get some darts from the lovely barmaid, who I hear likes to talk about one's favourite poem. Out loud.
I will be there to listen every day, at sundown and at sunset, for two weeks on end.
Don't keep me waiting.
-A broken heart_
((OOC: Not IRL sundown or sunset, but at reasonable times.