roses are red

[snowwhite_chaos]

The only place he's been able to hide for any length of time so far is the centre of the rose garden. No one else seems to have the patience to work their way through the shrubs, and if he sits on the grass then he's out of sight from all the mansion windows, so no one knows to come looking for him

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[neverquitedies]

Yuca doesn't really know why he's there- is this another memory? He doesn't remember. Maybe he had finally fallen asleep (oh Lord, please be merciful). Maybe he was just looking at a flower in the middle of a road and remembered a scene like this that he'd forgotten before.

Surely, the roses didn't bloom this bright anymore. Surely the sky was duller than this. Places like this didn't exist... not anymore, anyway.

But he wanders through anyway, trying to figure out why he's remembering this sort of thing now, pausing every few steps to touch a rose and try to remember why he was here.

His head tilts at the odd noise- Yuca looks over, curiously, and his heart surges upon seeing someone else. Maybe they know what's going on? The only solution is to approach him, cautiously.

[snowwhite_chaos]

Kevin looks up, at the sound of approaching footsteps. He has one eye left- the other one was only taken a few days ago, and the bandages are wrapped fresh around his face.

Yuca approaches, and it takes everything he has not to lean away. He opens his mouth to speak, but the words dry up.

[neverquitedies]

Yuca tilts his head and hesitates a few yards away. Crouching down a little- which proved to be difficult, he's still wearing his priest's robes- he smiles softly.

"I don't remember you."

[snowwhite_chaos]

"I think I'm in the wrong time." His voice is quiet, his affect is flattened. It's been a traumatizing few weeks. Few months, in a broader sense. Few days, especially. He reaches up, and scratches at his eye, because the itching hasn't stopped.

"It was an accident."