RONIN
It was still strange to Ronin, the simple domestic nature of their lives now that Seren had joined them. The Dark Star had (obviously) inhaled his meal in a trait that his daughter seemed to have inherited, apart from today, and he paused on his way getting up from the table. Glancing over her, an expression of concern clouded his face, and he glanced fleetingly across at Remi. "You don't look so good," he admitted, reaching over to tuck an errant curl behind her ear.
"Come on. We'll get you to bed, and I'll get some medicine for you. Looks like you might have a fever," he said, feeling a pang of guilt for all those times he knew Seren had been running about on the windy cliffside. "I'm sure I can think of a good story to tell you as well."
"Come on. We'll get you to bed, and I'll get some medicine for you. Looks like you might have a fever," he said, feeling a pang of guilt for all those times he knew Seren had been running about on the windy cliffside. "I'm sure I can think of a good story to tell you as well."
don't close your eyes
something beautiful is still alive
something beautiful is still alive
