Literature
Between the Velvet Lies
The day seemed absolutely beautiful to him, but then again, when you've been stuck in a place closed away from the wide open world for so long, most days on the earth will seem beautiful to you. In reality, the day was barely worth a thought to most people. The temperature never seemed to rise above the sixties, muddy grey clouds blotted out much of the blue sky, and the air was strangely humid, with all the discomfort it brought. Yet Asriel took an odd kind of liking to these unremarkable qualities. He didn't mind the temperature, as his fur kept him warm enough already, he thought the way the clouds looked was beautiful in how imposing an