day eleven of their strange quarantine. the world is fragmenting due to the greed of others. people are frightened, they come back wrong- it's unfamiliar magic that malchior knows he can't quite understand it. that frustrates him.
the presence of his apprentice and his new lover make things less stressful, even when his body feels a little too much like parchment- the reminder of what will happen to him when they return to the city proper.
so, he enjoys this- laying on a couch and enjoying the attention.
❝ lorene went out again, ❞
❝ always looking for supplies- so afraid of what's happening. i wonder if he'll be back soon ... ah, you went out, too. ❞ not to say that he hadn't been outside to bathe in the sun. that was how she'd found him, how this had started. ❝ what were you looking for? ❞
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