hello my old heart

“For a while, he just watches snow fall across the mountain and gazes up at the stars that poke through the gaps in the clouds. It’s only when a particularly nasty wind races through that he thinks he ought to head back inside. The current of wind tugs at his clothes and blows snow in his eyes, howling something chilling and mournful as it goes. Once it settles, Wukong shakes the snowflakes from his fur, blinks them from his lashes, and huffs a foggy breath.Before he can turn to head back to the beckoning warmth of the couch, though, something catches his eye. There’s a pocket of darkness out on the mountain, stark against the snow. He squints for a better look, tail flicking curiously from side to side.Really, he should have guessed from the beginning. There’s only one thing, one person, that brings darkness to his mountain.”OrAn unusually cold night brings Wukong and Macaque together.