Jack swore, so Midhir swore. He didn't understand why the man wept yet, was still so overwhelmed by new histories, new discoveries, new people, and a new purpose that he could only hope would support his shared purpose with Jack rather than subvert it. Chronomancy might help them fix what was broke...

The young elf glanced at his lover when he spoke his name, golden eyes wide and unknowing, but curious and present. When Jack swore, it was clear to him that he must as well, as he wasn't going to let Jack leave his sight to go on whatever mission led to this storied lockbox. He didn't know what he...

Midhir only felt more out of place as things progressed. The woman dropped names and history; some of it he recognized, but most of it was foreign to him. He didn't have enough parts of the puzzle to put anything together that resembled a thing he could parse. He was becoming more and more aware th...

The wolf growled a warning well before the man appeared, so Midhir wasn't startled by his approach. The wolf didn't seem too bothered by the man, though, so Midhir kept going through his motions, from Mountain up, then down to Plank, then down to Up Dog, then to Down Dog, and back. It all flowed fr...

Jack taught him to dance. He was graceful enough, his training having taught his body a certain vocabulary. Midhir just didn't know the steps, but his body was used to moving in response to Jack's. It was delightful, in any case—another little learning adventure with his mercurial lover. There were...

10th of Frost, Year 4621 Midhir's eyes opened before dawn had come. Jack was clinging to him like an infant who knew no better. It was tempting to stay there, warm and close, but he was awake and Jack needed his sleep. Incrementally, he extricated himself such that he didn't wake his lover, and tuc...

"But I don't even know anyone in Amoren except you," he protested. The letter was addressed to him, acknowledged the monastery, which he had been careful not to mention since Jack had informed him that nobody would care that he paid all due respect to Ulen. Acknowledging another path was the sin, a...

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Traveling was better with Jack. Midhir was no stranger to solitude, but it was new and wonderful to have someone to spend his hours with, someone who loved him. They frolicked along instead of just walking. Jack filled his thirsty mind with draughts of knowledge, having grown up somewhere near here...