we live in a world someone else imagined
It's a dangerous line they're going to walk together in the Greatwood, and Ronin finds that he loves Remi all the more for it. His head has tilted to the side somewhat, the alchemist's teeth leaving marks against his skin that he's all too proud to show off, and he hasn't noticed yet but his arm has tightened around the other man, keeping him snug against his side.
"Mm. We both used to be so disciplined, Remi. What the fuck happened?" A dark laugh leaves him, Ronin taking in a deep breath and forcing himself to relax. At the same time, he dismisses the antlers that crown his head, arms looping around Remi a little more in regular and warm affection.
At the Lullaby's confusion, though, Ronin can't help but chuckle, all but radiating amusement as he rises to his feet. Tugging Remi with him, he heads back towards the wagon. I'll show you," he says, leading them inside on silent feet, even though the chances of waking Mateo when he's out for the count are close to nil (thank goodness). On the bed, a tiny Ludo sits, fashioned out of black and white felt and cotton stuffing. "It's a Ludo doll. Apparently people make them around this time of year."
"Mm. We both used to be so disciplined, Remi. What the fuck happened?" A dark laugh leaves him, Ronin taking in a deep breath and forcing himself to relax. At the same time, he dismisses the antlers that crown his head, arms looping around Remi a little more in regular and warm affection.
At the Lullaby's confusion, though, Ronin can't help but chuckle, all but radiating amusement as he rises to his feet. Tugging Remi with him, he heads back towards the wagon. I'll show you," he says, leading them inside on silent feet, even though the chances of waking Mateo when he's out for the count are close to nil (thank goodness). On the bed, a tiny Ludo sits, fashioned out of black and white felt and cotton stuffing. "It's a Ludo doll. Apparently people make them around this time of year."
the dark star
