The dressing room was peacefully quiet. It was along one of the many things Mortis needed after a high energy preformance. The candle light illuminated the room softly and hesitantly. As if it too didn't want the peace disturbed.

It was only Mortis in the room at the moment, sitting in front of the mirror in casual clothing. It had been weeks since they felt this relaxed.

The doors opening caught their attention, and they smiled without turning around. Mortis knew exactly who it was.