you may not want to change
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway
Arching his back against the alchemist's touch, Remi isn't the only one taking everything in. Ronin lets his hands move decadently through his husband's curls, his thumb stroking along his cheek, and the sudden smile on his face is like a summer rain. "I feel like we're younger in this dream, somehow," he murmurs. "I like it. Quickly, let's run away and build a house somewhere, before gods and destiny find us."
Leaning in to leave a soft and slow kiss against Remi's lips, Ronin grumbles his reply that echoes in a roll of soft thunder over the mountains; a darkening of their dream sky that might bring a storm. "He is. Wessex left his head in the middle of the Pacifist Plaza," he says, brow furrowing as his nose brushes against the Lullaby's.
"I don't know why she would be so foolish. Petty revenge, I'm guessing - it happened in the Draig." In quiet tones, he explains all that he's been told from Gideon - the Ascended, the Voice taking them over, the apparent relic in Caido's Lighthouse.
Leaning in to leave a soft and slow kiss against Remi's lips, Ronin grumbles his reply that echoes in a roll of soft thunder over the mountains; a darkening of their dream sky that might bring a storm. "He is. Wessex left his head in the middle of the Pacifist Plaza," he says, brow furrowing as his nose brushes against the Lullaby's.
"I don't know why she would be so foolish. Petty revenge, I'm guessing - it happened in the Draig." In quiet tones, he explains all that he's been told from Gideon - the Ascended, the Voice taking them over, the apparent relic in Caido's Lighthouse.
RONIN
