mardi 15 septembre 2015

fin de siècle

by

The last of his hair is dried and he feels better. Relaxed, even. Still in pain he won’t be sleeping on his back any time soon but the moments of concern about his state are passed. Once more Rose has worked her magical healing powers. He thinks back on the charm bracelet that he’d gotten her for Christmas and realizes it wasn’t enough. He’d have to find a way to bottle the galaxy for her to receive a present that could convey her importance to him in a gift format. He settles for just telling her instead.

He turns to face her. To tell her that he really values and appreciates her as a person and as a friend. No, not a friend. A close companion. The closest he’s ever had. He’s already running through a list of the top ten things he could say to her: Number One. I like the way you look when we’re stuck on an adventure of sorts and forced to sleep in a pile like a pair of kittens. Number Two. You know me better than anyone living ever has.

He settles for number three: You Saved Me

Words: 3047, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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