Hands cold like the ice that surrounded them, and crystalline tears on a body that never was truly alive.
"I'm sorry..." the younger boy said, holding the bleeding body of the other
"I should be saying sorry... I could have-"
"No. Do not speak." the blonde boy interrupted him "Barbara and Jean are on their way. They... They'll save you.. I promise"
"Ae...ther.." the voice became softer
"Yes, Albedo?" Aether began crying
"Just know... That you did everything you could... It wasn't... Your fault... I asked you to stop me..."
"Ae..ther....
Can you please stay with me when I sleep?"
That cold night in Dragonspine, an ancient dragon finally found piece, and the puppet made of chalk, returned such in the arms of the one he loved.
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Cold as Ice, Warm as Blood
FanfictionOn AO3 under the same name, profile @RandomlyNoah Albedo lost control. And Aether needed to do what the Alchemist not long ago asked him to do. Aether has hope He has hope that the Knights will come in time [Reposted because I changed profile]
