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    My submission for Kokoroklongy’s 2023 Cirque Du Freak Halloween ‘Zine ♡ (if you noticed I changed the title no you didn’t)

    Sire Ver Leth pays tribute to his late, great colleague in a way he knows won’t make sense to the other funeral-goers. That’s the point.

    Preview:

    “I’ve always wondered... why black?” Paris inquired casually one night as they sat in their thrones decompressing from a long conference, mere weeks after Mika’s investiture.

    “Why not?” Mika retorted. “Everything matches. Saves time. Looks professional — not that anyone in this mountain seems to care. And I like it. Is that reason enough?”

    Present-day Mika cringed at how defensive his tone had been. Just because you’re sitting beside him doesn’t make you his equal, he longed to chastise his younger self.

    Paris took him in stride and responded with more patience than Mika felt he deserved — “Ah. I always assumed you weaponized your wardrobe as a subtle intimidation tactic. My mistake.”

    ♚ ♔ ♔ ♔ ♔

    [A short story. Set in bk7. Rated PG. Referenced canon character death. Canon-plausible if not compliant.]

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