[Watching the latticework of darkness spread across Nikolai's face, running like delicate lace down his throat and webbing down the back of his hands. Shadows, deep and dark, spreading as the boy kneels in the snow.
How much of this is real.
But at the chocked words, he reaches out carefully, fingers hovering over Nikolai's upturned face and there's a monster here - hidden behind the pale face and in the cracks of his voice.]
Why do you feel like me.
[Like a piece of him, shoved inside this man. Eyed closed against the blinding lights of the artificial sun reflected back at him, he feels - the pull of a piece of himself, the skim of thoughts brushing over his own mind as his fingers settle against Nikolai's cheek.
The monster is me
A distant echo, familiar and feral.
He cradles Nikolai's face in his hands, palms bracketing the cool skin as he summons, shadows flowing in around them from everywhere as they heed his call, pulling at the shadows that reside inside Nikolai's heart.]
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[Watching the latticework of darkness spread across Nikolai's face, running like delicate lace down his throat and webbing down the back of his hands. Shadows, deep and dark, spreading as the boy kneels in the snow.
How much of this is real.
But at the chocked words, he reaches out carefully, fingers hovering over Nikolai's upturned face and there's a monster here - hidden behind the pale face and in the cracks of his voice.]
Why do you feel like me.
[Like a piece of him, shoved inside this man. Eyed closed against the blinding lights of the artificial sun reflected back at him, he feels - the pull of a piece of himself, the skim of thoughts brushing over his own mind as his fingers settle against Nikolai's cheek.
The monster is me
A distant echo, familiar and feral.
He cradles Nikolai's face in his hands, palms bracketing the cool skin as he summons, shadows flowing in around them from everywhere as they heed his call, pulling at the shadows that reside inside Nikolai's heart.]