the wounds are open and bleeding out
"Gods, doesn't it just?" Ronin's smile comes easier as he lets himself relax properly into the dream, relishing the feel of his husband next to him, the softness of his curls and the warmth of his body. Afternoon naps, morning naps - all naps, as long as he can keep dreaming with Remi. He's aware that he's starting to toe the line between dreaming his life away and living it, but gods if Ronin can't say that he didn't try to warn people that he wouldn't do well, splitting his life in two parts like this.
Listening curiously to the Lullaby as he explains and taking another very healthy swig of his drink, Ronin hums a note of surprise about the Mathair. "I suppose with the Eirachi and Tanau, it shouldn't be as much of a shock as it is," he says, before wincing. "So that means when the Ascended fought it and opened the portal, the Mathair was... killed?"
Listening curiously to the Lullaby as he explains and taking another very healthy swig of his drink, Ronin hums a note of surprise about the Mathair. "I suppose with the Eirachi and Tanau, it shouldn't be as much of a shock as it is," he says, before wincing. "So that means when the Ascended fought it and opened the portal, the Mathair was... killed?"
THE
DARK STAR
