Drabble: répondez s'il vous plait (YnM, Hisoka/Muraki)
AN: Written for p_zeitgeist. Part of the Winter Collection.
répondez s'il vous plait
This is merely a dream, except for all the ways it's real. The world is too bright, lit with the harsh clarity of winter. The sun repeats itself across the sky, soft dawn on his right, noon above and in the distance a faint purple twilight. His breath clouds the air. Around him the snow glistens, marred only by a set of footprints and a trail of fresh, bright blood.
Hisoka thinks of invitations, written on rich expensive paper and signed with the most brilliant inks.
It's his choice to follow. Or not.
His foot sinks deeply into the snow.
répondez s'il vous plait
This is merely a dream, except for all the ways it's real. The world is too bright, lit with the harsh clarity of winter. The sun repeats itself across the sky, soft dawn on his right, noon above and in the distance a faint purple twilight. His breath clouds the air. Around him the snow glistens, marred only by a set of footprints and a trail of fresh, bright blood.
Hisoka thinks of invitations, written on rich expensive paper and signed with the most brilliant inks.
It's his choice to follow. Or not.
His foot sinks deeply into the snow.