Those Cold November Winds - Morgo/Mr Voice x Reader (Little Misfortune)
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Last published Sat, May 22, 2021
The memory of his voice echoes across the canopy, scattering into painful shards of laugher, of warm whispers by your ear on dark nights, of snatches of song on those precious Saturdays spent together. You weep, as those lost moments wash over you. You weep, as the pine needles kiss your knees where you fall. You weep, as a heavy arm falls around your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace.
You weep, even as he murmurs that it will all be alright, because already you are beginning to believe him.
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A grieving sibling, mired in their own tragic memories. A starving parasite, seeking a new tale on which to feed. Together, they... Get into some bad stuff. Probably a vent fic, I guess.
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