Date: 2024-04-23 03:04 am (UTC)
ausgebrannt: (077)
From: [personal profile] ausgebrannt
[Bren rested, slumbering without the fitful nightmares that usually followed after the transformation. Everything about this moon was different than it ever had been, and likely his moons would never be the same, because of his lover, his mate, and this feeling of coming home.

But while Bren slept, Caleb would take this strange and stolen moment to bask in the ability to speak to and touch his husband once more, with hands that were, for this moment, his, not a distant dream. He and Bren were one in the same soul, and he knew that. There was no doubt in him for how he had watched Bren be immediately irrevocably in love with the drow. The soul could not have been made to forget that connection, even by Trent's machinations.

Caleb leaned into that kiss, soft as it was, but his brow furrowed as he considered the words.]


It is a curse, ja. A powerful magic. I do not know exactly the kind, but I am locked away from the rest of myself. From you. I do not know how to break it, but it is beginning the crack. Bren is remembering, piece by piece.
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