the darkness falls around me at night
”That’s… more than I expected,” I say softly, letting the words settle between us like snow. It’s not a promise. It’s not a miracle. But it’s something. Something I can tuck away like a pebble in my pocket—small, heavy, and mine to carry. The idea that Mort brings back companions, at least. That Remi can speak to the dead. That there are still threads out there I haven’t followed yet.
I wonder if Remi would do it—reach out. Just for a moment. Just to see if my father would answer. I’d never ask now. I’m not ready. But maybe one day, if I ever stop being afraid of the answer.
I press my thumb to the edge of the tear in my sleeve again, grounding myself. I glance over at Deimos with a faint smile, apologetic and dry all at once. ”Sorry. For getting so personal. I didn’t mean to turn the conversation into… all that.” I let out a quiet breath. ”I’m not great at knowing when to stop talking. Small talk’s never really been my thing.”
I lift a brow and adopt the flattest tone I can manage, as if to prove just how bad at it I am. ”So. Lovely weather. Bit of a chill. Fire’s nice, though. Void beast corpses really pull a landscape together, don’t you think?” A short grin flickers across my mouth.
I wonder if Remi would do it—reach out. Just for a moment. Just to see if my father would answer. I’d never ask now. I’m not ready. But maybe one day, if I ever stop being afraid of the answer.
I press my thumb to the edge of the tear in my sleeve again, grounding myself. I glance over at Deimos with a faint smile, apologetic and dry all at once. ”Sorry. For getting so personal. I didn’t mean to turn the conversation into… all that.” I let out a quiet breath. ”I’m not great at knowing when to stop talking. Small talk’s never really been my thing.”
I lift a brow and adopt the flattest tone I can manage, as if to prove just how bad at it I am. ”So. Lovely weather. Bit of a chill. Fire’s nice, though. Void beast corpses really pull a landscape together, don’t you think?” A short grin flickers across my mouth.
Theea
and covers me in silence so bright
