Every night we would walk in the garden for hours, looking at the sleeping petals in the moonlight. His hand was warm against mine, and we talked about the child we would have in a few short months. Those nights were sweet and long, kisses in the cooling air, holding each other close in the face of our shining future.
The nights are always cold, and the roses never open, never change from the deep black.. when did I grow black roses? We still walk together, but his hand.. I cannot touch his hand. I whisper the happy thoughts of our shining future, but all he does is weep, and weep. We were going to have a child in a few months. A few short months.
Night and Fog is accepting applications for all kinds of wraiths except hierarchy. There is a strong NPC hierarchy presence in San Fransisco, with a huge stronghold in Alcatraz Island. I will also accept applications for Spectres, but be advised that I don't have the spectre book, and will be winging it for the most part.
I insist that anyone desiring a Wraith first play a mortal. It is much easier to get into a character after you've played them for a time on the grid, and it also gives you a second chance to change your mind. Not that I don't want Wraiths.. but it's hard to play one at times, and I want all applicants to be absolutely sure. If you want to apply, make a mortal, and tell me of your future plans to die. You may choose your own death.