Apéritif

& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?

'Honesty is often cruel." Remi counters, trying his best to force his muscles to unclench and finding himself unable. "I think that is why we so often lie to one another."

As Finn begins the end, Remi finds himself furious that the other man would leave while also being relieved nearly to the point of tears. "I will find the dreamcatcher." He replies, neither accepting the blame placed neatly before him nor promising anything more than he already has. Craving violence and pleasure, Finn has pushed him to the edge of the cliffs they've made together, with his wings bound.

He should have taken Finn's heart when he had the chance.

He takes a step forward...

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..Remi is on his way to a feast.

In a world of cast shadows and dusky jewel tones, Remi walks on a path of white teeth and pebbles. Soothing the snapdragons that snarl and weep blood with his fingers as he passes, Remi hums a tune under his breath that makes drowsy the eyes that watch him from the knots on the trees and the and the shadows on the underside of the leaves.

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)