I Can Lead You
by Rana Eros

For the "fairy tales" theme on fuda_100, a mash-up of a kind. Title and summary taken from George's "The Track Through the Woods."

At night, the full moon calls to him. Hisoka slips from his ageless bed, dresses in the dark, walks out to where the sakura flowers ceaselessly. There's a sliver of moon waiting there for him, jagged-edged.

"They say the moon drowned once," Muraki murmurs, face upturned beneath it, both white as something long dead. Hisoka says nothing, and Muraki lowers his head with a smile. "Will it be drowning tonight, I wonder?"

He walks off among the trees. Hisoka follows, dropping neither stones nor breadcrumbs, leaving no trail forward or back.

This far into the wood, there's no way out.


Yami no Matsuei
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