RONIN
THE FALLEN STAR
The warmth of wings, of soft touches and of everything else that had seemed so far away not so long ago... it all combined to pull away at the last amounts of resistance in Ronin. He all but sagged against the vines, nodding obediently to his husband and managing a soft snort of apparent laughter. "I wont run, you don't need to threaten any weird tree things," he assured the other man.
He didn't think he could run, not without the blight forcing his body into it, and so Ronin managed to get his feet beneath him clumsily, using Remi's magic more as a crutch than a restraint. "Let's go," he mumbled once he was standing straight, a sad shell of the man who had fallen asleep with Remi in the woods not so long ago.
He didn't think he could run, not without the blight forcing his body into it, and so Ronin managed to get his feet beneath him clumsily, using Remi's magic more as a crutch than a restraint. "Let's go," he mumbled once he was standing straight, a sad shell of the man who had fallen asleep with Remi in the woods not so long ago.
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
