RONIN
"I will keep your charm for a while. You can write that in the letter you give to yourself," Ronin agrees, meandering them into the woods and letting the darkness envelop them. It's comforting, in some ways, and he gathers Remi closer, nuzzling against his curls. "I'll write you one as well. You can come home, I'll have some wine ready, and your self-written mail ready for you to open."
Watching the rock go hurtling into the undergrowth, Ronin resists a smile and sneaks a kiss to Remi's cheek. "And then you can get drunk, or go and break things, or weep until there are no more tears. And after that, I'll love you until the sun comes up."
Watching the rock go hurtling into the undergrowth, Ronin resists a smile and sneaks a kiss to Remi's cheek. "And then you can get drunk, or go and break things, or weep until there are no more tears. And after that, I'll love you until the sun comes up."
a star in someone else's sky
