[No celestial bodies, no weather patterns, no basic shapes...]
Pink.
[He shifts, settling a little further. The coils around Ryou's lower leg lose some of their tension, but don't unwind themselves. Atem settles his head back on his remaining, free arm.]
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Pink.
[He shifts, settling a little further. The coils around Ryou's lower leg lose some of their tension, but don't unwind themselves. Atem settles his head back on his remaining, free arm.]