everything has its wonders
”Me,” Ronin whispers, a soft smile pulling at his lips as he holds onto his husband like he can act as his anchor in whatever mad sea he’s been sailing through. ”Tell me everything.” He’s not just there to paint away the pain, to patch it over and leave the Lullaby again. That won’t help; he wants to understand, to try and arm Remi with anything he can to fight back the nightmares when they’re apart.
”You were holding something, when I found you. What was it?” he asks gently, drawing closer, his hand following Remi’s to carefully clasp the back of his neck. Around them the hush of waves melts into birdsong and a sigh of wind, and the Star shines through it all, a beacon of light to banish tortured sleep.
”You were holding something, when I found you. What was it?” he asks gently, drawing closer, his hand following Remi’s to carefully clasp the back of his neck. Around them the hush of waves melts into birdsong and a sigh of wind, and the Star shines through it all, a beacon of light to banish tortured sleep.
even darkness and silence
