Title: My bones hold a stillness
Author: tigriswolf
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Sylvia Plath
Warnings: Methos rambling
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: third
Prompt: Highlander, Methos, I have prayed to so many gods, it simply god boring after a while. So I became one myself
Methos died and opened his eyes, and he knew then that he was a god.