RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
A nod, a kiss, a promise and it's done. Ronin leaves Remi at the door to the Wrenzaok house and takes himself away and to the side, off into the Boondocks where he and Sunjata can have a conversation. Because that's what he's asked for. A conversation. They know why Remi and Nate are where they are - and Ronin is pretty sure that Jata knows why the Huntsman is here too now, as well. The stars don't all wink out at night for just anything, Sunny.
He stands facing the sea, his hands resting in the pockets of his pants, which have turned from fabric into pitch dark leather. A blanket of crimson feathers covers his shoulders and trickles down his spine, their fire barely contained, and it's with hard blue eyes that Ronin waits for Sunjata to throw the first stone.
He stands facing the sea, his hands resting in the pockets of his pants, which have turned from fabric into pitch dark leather. A blanket of crimson feathers covers his shoulders and trickles down his spine, their fire barely contained, and it's with hard blue eyes that Ronin waits for Sunjata to throw the first stone.
show me your darkness.
