we live in a world someone else imagined
It sounds like Remi but it isn't, and the Huntsman is left teetering on the edge of wanting to attack but also not wanting to make a mistake and potentially harm his husband... wherever he is. Even so, the starbolts flare in the darkness as the thing continues to approach, only for them to die out completely when a skeletal hand passes straight through one of his antlers.
Ronin feels as though all energy has been wiped from his body, for a flash of a second; his limbs are heavy, and even his eyelids don't want to stay open. He staggers, ironically at the same time as his husband quite literally falls back into view. Blinking hard, he frowns down at Remi. "Of course I can," he rasps. "Where did you go...?"
Ronin feels as though all energy has been wiped from his body, for a flash of a second; his limbs are heavy, and even his eyelids don't want to stay open. He staggers, ironically at the same time as his husband quite literally falls back into view. Blinking hard, he frowns down at Remi. "Of course I can," he rasps. "Where did you go...?"
the dark star
