Running while holding someone else's hand is not that good an idea. It makes you much more likely to trip, for example, or possibly collide with something along the lines of a tree, or possibly a wall. If you fall, you will drag someone else down with you, and if they fall, you will fall too. Every stumble, every misstep, is amplified, and just that much more can go wrong.

They are running, and they are holding hands.

It is raining, and it is raining heavily. They can barely see anything, though the scarred man is keeping the damp off their skin as much as he can. Their breath is labored, and they are hyper-aware of the fact that even the slightest imbalance could lead to them dying.

It doesn't matter to them, the Elemental with the scarred face and the handsome Adept. They are Dead Men, after all, and possibly even dead men, and a risk like this means very little in the scheme of things. If they die tonight, at least they will have died together.

They are running from all that they fear, all that hates them and all that they hate. They are still holding hands.


A/N: Shudder/Bespoke, yay. :D

~Mademise Morte