Long Shadows

by Guest Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:00 pm

Asa walked into Avalon, carrying his boxes, nodding to the doorman. The big meeting was soon, and although he would see Lioni there, it wasn't really the time or the place. Even if he didn't know what the meeting was about. There would be opportunity to give them to her later.

The two silver Tiffany & Co. jewelry boxes had held his collection of watches, and he hadn't had anything better to use. Now they held the muddy ashes of once great men. He was pleasantly surprised to have found a Vacheron Constantin pocket watch in the pants pocket of one of them. Putting the boxes in the office safe, he returned to the public areas.

Looking around, he let his senses take everything in. This was Avalon; synonymous with Brandon Davis. Now it was his. Ironic, considering Davis hadn't cared for him much -- he had his suspicions as to why, but now it was irrelevant. Still, it would be a long time before the name Avalon did not evoke thoughts of the Hound in people's minds -- if ever.

Icarus had been even more of a mystery, but obviously the man behind the curtain. If the pieces were replaced, who would be new hidden wizard? It was all supposition of course, but he saw the pattern; just as he had seen it before, which had caught Icarus' eye.

Lioni had told him they needed to talk, and he was curious as to how that talk would go. Did she understand the commitments he already had? It wouldn't surprise him at all if she already knew.

Although each of the silver jewelry boxes were easily held in a single hand, the shadows they cast were long indeed.

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