Focus…just focus…you can do it, just don’t…Pain ripped through him once more, bringing him down to his knees, his teeth gritting hard in response. With a growl that was so unlike him he tried to get to his feet only for another wave of the most agonising pain to shoot straight through him, his head feeling like it was going to split in two and it ( Read more... )

“John, get back here now!” Henry shouted as the 6 year old ran at the speed of light out of the door. He growled with frustration and pulling on the nearest pair of boots, reached for his hat and ran out after him. Everywhere was white, the snowflakes clinging to the trees and still falling, making everywhere so pure and so beautiful. The wind ( Read more... )

His fingers drummed against the side of the bed, the metal pinging into the otherwise empty room. The pain in his chest had dulled quite substantially into a ache that he was starting to think was worse than the searing pain from before. He was starting to heal but it was slow, far too slow. He yawned and winced just a little, his breath catching ( Read more... )

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( I knew I loved you... )

( We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. --Kenji Miyazawa. )

( These are the places you've come to fear the most )

I have a feeling I'll be writing alot of these...and look, no angst!

Henry/Rose ficlet - am proud of it.

( The snow fell steadily, the flakes falling on the black woollen coat he wore, turning it steadily white. )

D'you get scared to feel so much?
To let somebody touch you?
So hot. So cold. So far out of control.
Hard to come by, and harder to hold.'
--More, Sisters of Mercy

( Harder to come by and harder to hold )

Title / Prompt: “ Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.” C. S. Lewis.
Character: Henry Jekyll/Edward Hyde
Your character's fandom: Jekyll and Hyde (the musical)
Word count: 351
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Robert Louis Stevenson owns all.

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