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Post by Fenella on Mar 8, 2011 10:27:14 GMT 10
Title: Creation Rating: PG Word Count: 136 Pairing: Team Bend-a-Lot Round/Fight: 1/A Summary: Means, ends.
Someday the lines in your face will, too, tell a story that you can not hope to express with large or simple words. The memory of events, people, stresses, that put the fine white lines into your otherwise black hair will be, at best, vague and lingering touches. There will be a feeling that you have filled out your skin, the best that you have know how, and a satisfaction none of us will ever accomplish all that we set out to achieve. We, I, you can always be better. Someday you will continue walking the paths that find me too weary.
These are the words that Jonathan kisses into Zahir’s skin, filling the short hours of night. The King warms to the light of his own creating, a fire he’s building for his people.
QC by: journeycat
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Post by ubiquitous on Mar 8, 2011 14:00:37 GMT 10
Oh, this is just beautiful. ♥
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Post by Cass on Mar 9, 2011 12:07:22 GMT 10
Absolutely gorgeous, and I love the ending lines.
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Post by nicolababola on Mar 9, 2011 15:59:54 GMT 10
Your are absolutely wonderful!
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Post by Katty on Mar 9, 2011 16:49:25 GMT 10
This is fantastic, completely stunning!!
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Post by journeycat on Mar 10, 2011 4:39:49 GMT 10
This is probably one of the prettiest things I have ever read - I wish I had your skill with description!
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