RONIN
THE FALLEN STAR
Ronin wrinkled his nose as he thought about the roses. If they thought the only thing he did out in the woods was freeze to death and spook people walking, they were sorely mistaken. Oh, he knew how many roses there were. He knew how many he had destroyed and how many had bloomed again, too. But that didn't seem the sort of thing that Remi would like to talk about, so he kept quiet. Just in time for his husband to kick a rock, it turned out. Ronin smiled wanly.
"Know what else is ridiculous? How far away this fucking jail is. I'll be dead by the time we get there at this rate." Very black humour, but he didn't seem to have any other kind these days.
"Know what else is ridiculous? How far away this fucking jail is. I'll be dead by the time we get there at this rate." Very black humour, but he didn't seem to have any other kind these days.
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
