I unstick pages and read
He spread the hand written reports out on his desk in no particular order. Xenotime after Lior but before town after countless town of missions he’d sent the boy on. His focus narrowed to the I wants and I needs written on the reports and he imagined those words spilling from Ed’s mouth.
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This was gorgeous and poignant and poetic and WHY AREN'T YOU WRITING MORE FIC????
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