Blod surrounded the area as the alchemist laid his head on the adeptus' lap. The jade spear the cut through his flesh lying next to the ground.
He merely stares into the adeptus' eyes.
"Heh. This reminds me of when you'd play your flute." he muses. "Hey, Xiao?" he asks. Xiao hums in response. "What is it?" the adeptus replies. "You flute. I want to hear it. Just once more." Albedo requests. Xiao nods and summons a wooden flute.
Music fills the alchemist's ears as he slowly closes his eyes, nestling into eternal rest.
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Our Beloved Chalk Prince(A collection)
FanfictionBasically oneshots and stuff for the one and only Albedo
