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Felix's open grin drew a wane smile to Toris's lips. He was still so innocent, despite everything. So... Happy. He had managed to keep an inner spark alive through the darkest times. Toris marveled at that. His own had been extinguished long ago, and replaced with the same silent chill that he suspected lurked in Russia's own soul.
He nodded when it seemed he was expected to, during Poland's rambling one sided conversation. His mind was elsewhere; a place and time filled with fear, hate, pain, panic... A perfect carnival of horrors. An opaque manifestation of this world seemed to super-impose itself upon his current surroundings, sucking the warm colors into pools of frigid black at the corners of his vision.
He jerked violently when Poland threw his arms around Toris's neck and attempted to kiss him warmly, with long kept need. He was unable to compute the correct response, and there was a silent moment when Poland finally sensed that something was wrong.
"Liet?" He asked, honest puzzlement clear in his eyes.
"It's too cold..." He mumbled, wrapping his arms around himself, now that Poland had drawn back in surprise. He realized that he was staring at Felix's boots, and drew his eyes upward to meet his eyes instead. To his surprise, Poland laughed.
"Oh yeah! You're totally right. You are pretty cold. Come on; there's a fire." His relief was obvious as he took one of his Liet's hands and drew him into the parlor. There was indeed a fire, but it warmed him not one bit as Poland practically thrust him onto the couch and squeezed in to his side.
The flames drew his attention now as Felix spoke of longing and missing things. How they consumed, leaving behind nothing but ghosts. Ghosts and blood and pain and anguish... He had wandered again. It seemed that his mind was forever focused on something in the distance; some horrible nightmare writhing, demanding to be acknowledged and released. He felt his hands clench, and he bit down hard on his lip as he screamed at it inwardly.
/NO! NO! I may be lost, but you will never have him./ He grinned in glee as the creature howled in fury.
"Liet?" Felix's voice wavered now, and Liet looked over at him with maddened eyes.
"I won't let it have you." He said, wishing desperately that he could soothe the terror from his old friend's eyes. With strangely confident movements, he rose and took a step from his friend. Lover. Mate. Brother.
It is odd, the way the entire world shuts off, and becomes clear in that one moment when the end comes. In that second before the hammer hits, one closes one's eyes and accepts the end. The fate of all.
He leaned forward to kiss his innocent's fluttering eyes before pressing the barrel to his own temple.
"Aš tave myliu."
I love you.
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author!anon, this is amazing. ;___;
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I- I think I love you.
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I love, love, loved the entire feel of it. The line "His own had been extinguished long ago, and replaced with the same silent chill that he suspected lurked in Russia's own soul." in particular was amazing and then the last few sentences-! *chokes up* Very, very well done!
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