'R smirked, stepping over a downed tree where the wood underneath was slowly rotting away, riddled with beetles and ants. What did it leave him with? With everything leaking out like this, and steadily getting worse? With Perry apparently sharing his mind? Where was he in all this? Who was he in the end' M for language/violence, and a *little* lovemaking. ;)

"You asked me once..." he said in a quiet voice, "about the stories here." Swallowing, she nodded, "And you said-" "Some of them aren't very nice," R finished, his voice barely above a whisper as his eyes rose to meet hers... This is one of those not nice stories. Rated M for language/intense violence. Copious hurt/comfort, and many surprises. And above all, love.