collision! theodore nott

"Stormy landscape"; Penry Williams

Love doesn't bloom in quiet places. It grows where the air thins, where breath is stolen by speed, where two players carve their names into the sky with nothing but will and velocity. Under stadium lights and storm‑bright skies, they circle each other like constellations pulled by the same impossible gravity-always almost touching, always almost colliding.

A story about the sun and the moon meeting in the only place they ever could: in the brief, impossible darkness of a solar eclipse.

Or, more simply, a tale of Isabeau Beuregard's wildfire temperament and Theodore Nott's infuriating, immovable(?) calm.

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slow burn, but kinda not. rival-ish to ....something-ish to lover-ish to... you'll see.

english is not my first language so excuse misspellings, grammar errors, etc.! point them out so i'll make sure to correct them.

enjoy!?