For wratshit, Hanbei and Mouri from her conservatorium AU.
(the characters aren’t actually like this sorry)
Back in HS I was in the orchestra and since we were just a run of the mill government funded school, well, let’s just say Air probably didn’t sound like what Bach imagined…
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Ten thousand darkened nights had passed, when at long last, the moon rose.
You forgave me then, and came home.
Sol & Lune, from Wratty’s lovely Foxfire concepts.
Rage, rage, against the dying of the light.
These past three months have been hell but Wratty has been a rock supporting me through it. A Hanbei then, as inadequate thanks.
