this madness of now

”Well you’ve certainly risen to all the challenges given to you so far this morning alone,” Ronin said with a mischievous waggle of his eyebrows, gathering together some dry grasses to add to the wood Remi was arranging. They worked effortlessly together, magic or no magic, and it was a simple moment that Ronin found himself absurdly enjoying. He tried very hard to seem uninterested in the scroll his husband had been examining, failing spectacularly as Remi finally spoke about it. Something in him withered a bit, even knowing that’s where they had to be, and he took a long breath and let it out again. ”Of course it is,” he said, sounding calmer than he felt. Thanks a bunch, Safrin. ”At least we have a map and a place to start now. Come on - let’s eat and get this wagon up to scratch.” RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.