WHO: Svetlana Artemyeva and Azrael WHAT: Special Talks about special things and special areas WHEN: Backdated to December 26th, 2016 WHERE: St Petersburg, Russia WARNINGS: Sexy talk??
Most days, Svetlana couldn't believe her luck. She had ended up with a husband who was kind to her and didn't pressure her or anything. In fact he was a literal angel, and Svetlana loved him dearly. He protected her and cared for her and now, when she wanted to go back to the city of her birth and help people in the same predicament she had been in, he was willing to go with her.
With Azrael's angelic brothers in the next hotel room over, Svtelana was fairly sure she was safer than she had even been in her life, but she was also back in a city which had caused her more pain that most people ever imagined, and she couldn't help but feel fear, deep in her belly. She stood, her forehead pressed against the freezing glass of a window, and stared out at the nighttime lights of St Petersburg, twinkling benignly back at her.
"It seems so empty at night," she said to her husband, without turning around to look at him. "Like the city I remember."