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Verso sits at the piano and his hands start playing. They summon a melody veiled in dust, rising out of Paris, out of a memory his mother had sealed beneath a thin glaze of shame. He thinks he knows what it means now.
Condemned to a hollow existence, Verso retreats into memories that were never his to own: into the hazy intimacy between Verso Dessendre and a brilliant Parisian engineer. And if the past is already lost beyond recall, what harm is there in letting its ache comfort him one last time?
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Bookmarked by PurplePixie723
20 Jun 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
Best Verstave fic I've read. The only version of them I've been able to think about since I read it. Absolutely incredible, would highly recommend.