charloft 100 drabbles - 85. Musketeer

Darius glanced up as he felt the presence start to wash over him. Moving to the door, he stepped out into the sunlight and shaded his eyes with one hand as he glanced towards the street.

A unit of Musketeers walked by, a sight that was not very common in this part of the city. As he watched, one of the young men turned to look at him. Darius smiled softly and inclined his head slightly in greeting, one Immortal to another. After a moment, the young man did the same.

He had the feeling they would meet again someday.