rye
les pèlerins

damn, that was a good fic. i loved loved loved the way it was written. the atmosphere, the one i was looking for, that was it. cried, of course. this kind of soft, angsty atmosphere is what i live for. like cupping a cheek, or tucking a stray curl behind the ear. or a gentle fall on the other’s gaze, just underneath the lashes.
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