RONIN
THE FALLEN STAR
"I don't know what you could possibly mean," Ronin said, perhaps with a touch of playful haughtiness, but his voice was too quiet and hoarse to really carry it across. He frowned, still, as Remi spoke further about Phoebe, the hunter shaking his head and trying to force his legs to keep up. "It isn't her," he said gently, as if trying to instill in his husband the same sense of separation for others with the blight as he had done with Ronin.
And having them all together in the jail? It was a horrifying thought, more than anything. "Let's hope those roses work before it gets to that point," he mumbled, staring at the ground now to make sure he didn't trip over any other roots or protrusions.
And having them all together in the jail? It was a horrifying thought, more than anything. "Let's hope those roses work before it gets to that point," he mumbled, staring at the ground now to make sure he didn't trip over any other roots or protrusions.
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
