everything has its wonders
”...Remi.”
It starts with a speck of light upon the blackness of the ground. (Void? Ground? He doesn’t know). But it grows, it blooms, gentle and sweet, until the world all around is a blanket of moon lilies, pulsing softly between swathes of thick, soft grass.
Ronin’s hands appear, like they’ve been painted into the scene, teasing through his husband’s mess of curls, drifting down his neck and onto his shoulders. The rest of him soon blushes into view as well, like he’s been standing there all along. The air is fresh and fragrant, filled with the song of the sea, and Ronin continues to paint away the dark, filling it with something beautiful and calm.
Something more dream than nightmare. ”I found you, Remi. I told you I would. I found you, come back to me.”
It starts with a speck of light upon the blackness of the ground. (Void? Ground? He doesn’t know). But it grows, it blooms, gentle and sweet, until the world all around is a blanket of moon lilies, pulsing softly between swathes of thick, soft grass.
Ronin’s hands appear, like they’ve been painted into the scene, teasing through his husband’s mess of curls, drifting down his neck and onto his shoulders. The rest of him soon blushes into view as well, like he’s been standing there all along. The air is fresh and fragrant, filled with the song of the sea, and Ronin continues to paint away the dark, filling it with something beautiful and calm.
Something more dream than nightmare. ”I found you, Remi. I told you I would. I found you, come back to me.”
even darkness and silence
