In my nightmares you shine brighter than the sun, such paltry light a pale imitation of your brilliance. In them, it is not with you whom I clash. Should we fight, it is side by side.
You haunt me, but not in the way you fear. My waking dreams turn to you, turn to how I feel for you. But they are sweet, not bitter, never bitter.
[He steps closer, invading Obsidian's space.]
I consider these memories a blessing, as now I have seen how magnificent you truly are with my own eyes. I care for you by choice, not by these memories, but I will not give you the falsehood that I am unaffected. My affections, my admiration of you, has grown.
My fallen star.
[He leans in to rest his head in the crook of Obsidian's neck, cradling the scarf even more closely.]
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In my nightmares you shine brighter than the sun, such paltry light a pale imitation of your brilliance. In them, it is not with you whom I clash. Should we fight, it is side by side.
You haunt me, but not in the way you fear. My waking dreams turn to you, turn to how I feel for you. But they are sweet, not bitter, never bitter.
[He steps closer, invading Obsidian's space.]
I consider these memories a blessing, as now I have seen how magnificent you truly are with my own eyes. I care for you by choice, not by these memories, but I will not give you the falsehood that I am unaffected. My affections, my admiration of you, has grown.
My fallen star.
[He leans in to rest his head in the crook of Obsidian's neck, cradling the scarf even more closely.]
My fallen star.