and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
They spray the door, but it does little in response to whatever monsters linger outside. And before they have a chance to register what’s happening, hands are beneath their arms, hoisting them up, their fathers worried tone a sharp guiding light in the darkness. They weakly try to lift the can as if to explain why they had done it, but Bastien is kneeling before them, their gaze meeting his to hear the ultimatum.Their head shakes, they don’t want to be taken like their mother was. But they also don’t know what else to do to help, feeling uselessly glued to Bastien’s side, that part of Rexanna embedded in them seems to scream that they need to do something more. So they ask, instead, after nodding to their father in understanding. “How bad is the fire?” They ask the room, remaining close to Bastien.
Az asks how bad the fire is but stays by Bastiens side (cuz they’re a bby ;-;) they will go with Bastien wherever he goes!
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
