red like a sunrise, purple like a bruise
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In one whirlwind afternoon, the party makes camp in the ruins just outside Baldur's Gate. Gale struggles to come to terms with the idea that he's still alive, and might have a chance to live even more. Astarion understands, in his own way.
“I don’t hate you, Astarion. I admire you. I admire how you never let your fear get the better of you. I admire how you pursue your desires so openly. I envy the ease with which you carry yourself.” Gale shrugged and stared into his cup. “I do think you’re abrasive sometimes, but sometimes a little rudeness is what’s needed.”
“And what if I am afraid?” Astarion asked, looking just as surprised at the question as Gale. “What if the idea of going back and facing my— my captor, what if it terrifies me? What then?”
Gale smiled, softly. “Then I’d think you’re very brave for doing it anyway.”
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- Part 1 of red like a sunrise, purple like a bruise