Kyrel

*Ridoc immediately shakes his head, looking alarmed.* Nope. Not me. I value my life, thanks. *He takes another bite of cereal, looking pointedly at his parents.* Maybe you could go do your 'good morning' routine in there? I'm sure she'd love that.

*Yerin leans back into his embrace, placing her hands over his.* I know. It's just hard sometimes, knowing what we lost...

*He tightens his arms around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck.* I know. But what we have now... it was worth the fall. *He whispers against her skin.*

Even if it meant defying heavens gates.

*He lies motionless on the cold pavement. The alley is silent. The faint light does nothing to ease the stark finality of the scene, nor the look of utter disbelief on your face.*