RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
It's true; it's there and Ronin reads it plain in the pulse and swirl of Remi's emotions, and though it might not be something that the Lullaby particularly wants to admit to, he takes reassurance from it nonetheless. And so, as they take in the huge swathe of steps leading into the amphitheatre, the Nova is surprisingly relaxed about the whole thing, despite the wide open setting causing both luxere and dragon within him to shift uncomfortably.
"Apparently," he murmurs, letting the nimbus carry them to the centre of the amphitheatre so there's no chance of Ronin falling down the steps before setting them gently down. "They must have been," he says in slow agreement. "Someone must have constructed those stairways, right? And it's a lot of space... unless dragons used to come here to see performances?" He grins.
"Apparently," he murmurs, letting the nimbus carry them to the centre of the amphitheatre so there's no chance of Ronin falling down the steps before setting them gently down. "They must have been," he says in slow agreement. "Someone must have constructed those stairways, right? And it's a lot of space... unless dragons used to come here to see performances?" He grins.
show me your darkness.
