Hyacinthe shivered when Apollo lifted his chin and spoke to him as he used to, the antiquated speech a comfort, bringing with it the memory of poetry exchanged as they lay near each other. As such, the shiver was not unpleasant and his smile grew only wider. The tension went out of his shoulders and his guard seemed to drop, just enough for the youth Apollo had once loved to become visible again.
"All the same, you are due at least heartfelt thanks, though so many will not even consider what a burden it is to keep them all alive."
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Date: 2010-12-12 07:26 am (UTC)"All the same, you are due at least heartfelt thanks, though so many will not even consider what a burden it is to keep them all alive."