Literature
Where Do We Go From Here...?
It was on the roof of a building that Xigbar finally found Xaldin.
The big man was staring aimlessly into the perpetual night over the Dark City, his hands shoved deeply into the pockets of his long black coat. It was raining, as it always was--water was already pooling in Xigbar's hood, draining down the smooth black folds of his own coat and making little rivulets over his boots.
"...Kind of a bummer, standing out in the rain." Xigbar spoke mildly, moving to stand by the other Nobody, his arms crossed. Xaldin gave him a brief glance and the barest hint of a nod, but didn't reply. Xi