this madness of now

Blinking quickly as Remi arched up to gaze down at him, Ronin found himself struggling to speak past a lump in his throat at his husband's words. Nothing to remember her by. Nothing about her life-that-wasn't. She may as well have never existed. He scowled, feeling the screaming sadness of that implication start to prick at the corners of his eyes. Not having another? Doable. The rest? "I don't know if I can forget her like that," he said, voice rough with emotion carefully held back. "I'm sorry. But I'll keep you out of it." He could give Remi that much, at least. "I... I don't know what else to say." Silenced. Usually Ronin couldn't keep his mouth shut, but the events of the past couple of days might as well have made him a mute. "I just want to wake up and for this not to have happened. And that's a stupid, pointless thing to want, because it won't make a difference." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.