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Niall Lynch ([personal profile] pygmalionist) wrote in [personal profile] spoofer 2017-05-24 01:42 pm (UTC)

[The world turns as if gravity's shifted, and Niall's grateful they're already sitting down. He doesn't think to avoid crying in front of Matthew because there's no threat of tears at all.

Muiread had explained, to some degree, time and universal discrepancies. There's no question of how this could be, that he's alive yet not alive. But it's puzzling, all the same. Mortality is just such a strange thing to confront when he feels so immortal. It must be similar to the way ordinary people feel when confronted with magic: Something obvious and tangible, yet impossible to believe in.

With the dreaming. Ah, his boys. So much they've discovered. Niall meets Matthew's eyes, fingers combing through blonde curls again.]


Of course he did.

[Niall says this with a swell of pride, and only the happy thought of Ronan's genius brings the prickle of tears to Niall's eyes. Ronan will perform a thousand miracles by the time he's Niall's age. He's a masterpiece.]

He would move mountains for either of you. I never had any doubt.

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