[just kinda uses his own wings to enclose them both in a warm living tent, his arms around them beneath it. leans into Lethe's arms, into the feathers, Minuet's feelings. it's warm.
i swear myself to you both, he thinks, but does not say. some things can stay in the privacy of his own mindscape, for now.]
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Re: day 9?, into the mist after moonrise
i swear myself to you both, he thinks, but does not say. some things can stay in the privacy of his own mindscape, for now.]