[ OPEN ] break the earth with your tiny head.

[nightwash]

WHO: Ronan Lynch & whoever
WHAT: A catch-all for the month!
WHERE: Castle Thorne
WHEN: Throughout March

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[photophobic]

Kylo's mouth tugs as if it knows the curve it should pull into but can't quite get there, his gaze more than steady. There's a hunger in the dark of his eyes, deeper than worry and more demanding than fear, wilder than the command Kylo presses into his voice without ever meaning to.

"Bring me something no-one else has ever seen," he murmurs. "Something new, Ronan. Something secret, just for me."

And then he leans in, slow, to bless Ronan's brow with a kiss. If the ailing dreamer needs help sliding into the dark, Kylo will carry him there.

[impressionism]

Hennessy opens her eyes into darkness and for a moment she fears it's all gone wrong from the start, that this is the essence of nightwash distilled into dreams or that the Lace has finally consumed her. Then she reaches out and finds a wall with her left hand, and simultaneously feels FROM CHAOS in her right. She holds it aloft to illuminate the space and realizes the entire space is somehow blurry, the vague shapes within refusing to coalesce into the familiar or the new.

Don't think about it.

"Anytime you wanna show up, Lynch."

She shuts her eyes unnecessarily and focuses on the floor beneath her feet. It's solid and carpeted, which means it's not the Lace dream. Not yet. She just has to wait a minute for him to materialize and they can talk it into being something different.

One foot in front of the other. You can't trip on something that isn't there.