RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
His expression softening, Ronin nods his agreement with Darkeye and relaxes into his seat. "I don't think you are wrong there," he says. "They are difficult to find, but yes... some moments are as close to perfection as it gets. And those are more than enough, in my opinion." Even if they seem to disappear just as quickly as they come along.
His eyes widen as he realises how many years the man before him has walked the earth, Ronin itching at the stubble on his chin, feeling suddenly very young. "I am sorry for your loss," he says sincerely, fidgeting with one of the rings on his fingers.
Darkeye's next question has Ronin shrugging uncomfortably, and although he likes to think the answer is yes, of course he'd stand by his own principles... "The last time I asserted myself against Safrin, she took every ounce of my power away," he says. "So it might not be that easy. I would hope it didn't come to that, though."
His eyes widen as he realises how many years the man before him has walked the earth, Ronin itching at the stubble on his chin, feeling suddenly very young. "I am sorry for your loss," he says sincerely, fidgeting with one of the rings on his fingers.
Darkeye's next question has Ronin shrugging uncomfortably, and although he likes to think the answer is yes, of course he'd stand by his own principles... "The last time I asserted myself against Safrin, she took every ounce of my power away," he says. "So it might not be that easy. I would hope it didn't come to that, though."
show me your darkness.
