this madness of now

Blinking at the sound of his husband’s voice, Ronin glanced up to see Remi before him, ankle deep in the water with the sun blazing behind him. The hunter found himself smiling despite the bitter sweetness that tugged at his heartstrings. Bathed in a halo of gold, Remi was every bit as enticing as the siren who had walked ashore in Northaven had been, and Ronin took a deliberate step into the sea to join him. ”We are here to make new memories. Ones I won’t want to stop,” he said warmly, reaching out to catch his husband around the waist and draw him closer. He leant in for a kiss, as if to seal the promise of this being something new, something more than all they had left behind. ”Come on, let’s swim.” RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.