All good things begin and end

After the trauma Magnus had suffered by regaining his memories had surfaced and he’d been given permission by Sirius to leave the Armada, Kiyo and the man had decided to take a trip away from Boreas. Both had incurred a heavy blow, the white woman with her son suddenly decided to leave Ashen and strike out in search of something else, leaving her to scramble to try and decide if she wanted to stay with her grandchildren and the woman she had come to consider a daughter, or follow her only child, and Magnus with his confusion on what was real and what wasn’t. Their relationship had still been on unstable legs, unsure of what it was exactly, platonic or romantic, but one thing they both knew was that they found comfort in the presence of the other.

Thus, they had traveled to a tropical island roughly one week’s travel from Boreas and Auster and had settled there for several months. They pair had helped to nurse each other emotionally, and while their relationship wasn’t perfect, it was the healthiest that Kiyo had ever experienced. She had come to find that she could no longer imagine a life without him, wherever that life led her, and after talking it over, the pair had decided that that life needed to be with the son she had nearly lost with his 7 other siblings at birth, the one who she had thought dead for over a year and grieved for, only to find out he was alive and well, the son who didn’t need her nearly as much as she needed him.
It was also the fact that she knew Magnus didn’t like Hanzo much, but was willing to sacrifice that for her that made her appreciate him even more.

So, they landed on the sand of the Shimmering Shores, paying the boatman in fine meat and drink and offloading Magnus’ wheelchair before taking a moment to settle. The pale woman turned to look at her companion, a gentle smile on her delicate features, “Are you ready for another adventure?” she asked, amusement in her voice.

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