“I think he’s sick. Really sick, not just the flu or something. He’s been losing weight lately, have you noticed that? I don’t know if it’s intentional, I hope to hell it’s not, but it’s hurting him either way. He’s… God, yeah. Just really sick.”

Bahorel can’t say anything. His voice has vanished.

a mix for Riddelly's Roseate
Fic: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1121388
Tracklist: http://sansculotted.tumblr.com/post/76089906106/endagered-for-riddelys-roseate-anti-d-the

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