Quiet in the Halls

The morning was quiet, and gray. The past weeks, however exciting, had
finally calmed into whatever semblance of normalcy there was at the Society.
Elias and Artemis were thankful for this quiet.
Or, rather, Artemis was; Elias was nowhere to be seen. He'd run off to
God knows where the moment it had happened. Arty had remained, though he had
kept to his room, and he hasn't spoken to a soul since it had happened. And he
would continue to do so, for the next few weeks.
He wouldn't pay mind to where Elias was, and that couldn't even be
attributed to the rift that had formed since the incident with Alice; he just
didn't need to. Elias was probably drowning himself in alcohol and getting into
bar fights.
Today, like the morning, would be quiet and gray, and Artemis wasn't
going to try to enjoy the sunlight that wasn't there.
Everyone mourns differently, after all.
== Obtained From ==
Quiet in the Halls
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