Sleeping Angel...*MU!Damar and MU!Ezri fluff*
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"...Once in awhile
Two people meet
Seemingly for no reason
They just pass on the street
Suddenly thunder, showers everywhere
Who can explain the thunder and rain
But there's something in the air ..."
Don't get me wrong - The Pretenders
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In sleep she always appeared peaceful. Of course he knows the truth. The calm always comes before the storm, a storm that he could never hope or even want to resist.
But for now he is permitted to observe this moment of serenity. A moment he is more then happy to partake in. In a universe filled with turmoil, darkness and no security this is the closest he'll ever come to heaven and frankly he wouldn't change it if his life depended on it.
Her dark hair falls recklessly on her cheek complimenting the array of marking that makes her Trill. The shadows and moonlight dance on her skin in silent invitation but he doesn't give in. At least not yet. For he is hesitant to interfere with his dark angel's rest; after all somethings are best left untouched and unintrupted.
Though he isnt quite sure why.
But as soon as the thought enters his mind he quickly tries to ignore it. For such ponderings only invite questions he is not ready to answer or rather he isn't sure he wants to hear. For it is almost certain that these are no doubt the same answers he know she doesn't want to hear either. Or so he believes.
So instead he remains watching her in silent reverie. Moving only to gently brush a finger against her cheeks as he draws back the loose strand of hair behind her ear. Sighing softly in contentment he can't help but feels as though everything in the universe is just perfect. If only it could remain that way always.
However as with all happiness it is a fleeting but as long as she is near, somehow he knows everything will be alright.
"...Once in awhile
Two people meet
Seemingly for no reason
They just pass on the street
Suddenly thunder, showers everywhere
Who can explain the thunder and rain
But there's something in the air ..."
Don't get me wrong - The Pretenders
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In sleep she always appeared peaceful. Of course he knows the truth. The calm always comes before the storm, a storm that he could never hope or even want to resist.
But for now he is permitted to observe this moment of serenity. A moment he is more then happy to partake in. In a universe filled with turmoil, darkness and no security this is the closest he'll ever come to heaven and frankly he wouldn't change it if his life depended on it.
Her dark hair falls recklessly on her cheek complimenting the array of marking that makes her Trill. The shadows and moonlight dance on her skin in silent invitation but he doesn't give in. At least not yet. For he is hesitant to interfere with his dark angel's rest; after all somethings are best left untouched and unintrupted.
Though he isnt quite sure why.
But as soon as the thought enters his mind he quickly tries to ignore it. For such ponderings only invite questions he is not ready to answer or rather he isn't sure he wants to hear. For it is almost certain that these are no doubt the same answers he know she doesn't want to hear either. Or so he believes.
So instead he remains watching her in silent reverie. Moving only to gently brush a finger against her cheeks as he draws back the loose strand of hair behind her ear. Sighing softly in contentment he can't help but feels as though everything in the universe is just perfect. If only it could remain that way always.
However as with all happiness it is a fleeting but as long as she is near, somehow he knows everything will be alright.