#the notebook.

[ocelluicepler]

“You’re looking at keystones. Neat. Books on them.”

Malachite wanders over, carrying books that they are over exaggerating the weight of before putting it down on the desk before Kepler.

✦ @malachite-vines Kepler startles, and shuts the notebook he reads from at a speed quick enough to break bone. "I am," He says, calmly, looking over at the stack of books Malachite brought in. "I'm more than capable of getting books myself, however."

[softcherubhips]

LOUIS WRITING A WHOLE ALBUM FOR HARRY-

HARRY WRITING A WHOLE ALBUM FOR LOUIS-

[ocelluicepler]

Have you considered.. checking the basement recently..?

✦ A putter-patter of footsteps, rhythmic down the dingy stairwell leading to the basement; like church bells tolling a death or marriage. There, with a dose of a painkiller in his hand, the room opens up to a chasm, blinding daylight pouring through dust and bouncing off of cold stone. He’s free. Kepler can’t do this again.

[softcherubhips]

I'll be seeing you

In all the old, familiar places

That this heart of mine embraces

All day through

In that small cafe

The park across the way

The children's carousel

The chestnut tree

The wishing well

I'll be seeing you

In every lovely, summer's day

And everything that's bright and gay

I'll always think of you that way

I'll find you in the morning sun

And when the night is new

I'll be looking at the moon

But I'll be seeing you

For every question why, you were my because 

But I, I can feel it take a hold (I can feel it take a hold)

I can feel you take control (I can feel you take control)

Of who I am and all I've ever known

Loving you's the antidote

[ocelluicepler]

✦

Kepler reads off a page from the journal; the one he’s not supposed to have, the one CWS threatened him with, one that couldn’t get less ethical even if it was soaked in blood.

He feels no remorse. He needs his answers.

A wound anesthetized doesn’t hurt.

Carefully, he re-reads his notes and casts Multishade. His wand’s lantern dims for the first time and the pavement behind the school blooms into a patch of dark and the faint scent of dahlia.

Kepler smiles. it’s just what he needed.

For the first time, the violet has nothing to say.

Satisfied, Kepler gathers enough materials for himself and Valorie, writes a quick letter to Cameron explaining where he went, and heads off to the Dragon Isles.

[ocelluicepler]

It's been a while since you've seen Cameron, do you miss him at all?

✦ "......" "...Don't tell him I said this, but—" Kepler leans back, lost in thought. "I miss him more than he'll ever know."

[ocelluicepler]

✦ despoina What do you want. put the bottle down No thanks. i know you're angry Aren't you? of course Then let me have this one. He betrayed us. you know better Like you care. of course i do you're my host, after all

but i have a better idea