His first return was startling. His breath had hitched in his throat moments after opening his eyes, still and unblinking. Under the red glow of the bleeding sunset, piercing the rustling autumn leaves were peals of their light and golden, spellbinding laughter spilling into the sharp woodland air. And now? Now, August doesn't know why everything is going astray. (I had this in my drafts from like, late 2020, just posted it on ao3 @amethyst_sun so might as well do it here too. enjoy this clusterfluck I'm mostly winging) tw: lovely sibling bonding bc bby gus loves his darling bro 😌😌