so close, so far
Title: so close, so far
Characters/Pairings: Walt, Emma; mentions of MiB and Emma/MiB
Summary: the whispers seem to come from her lips
Spoilers/Warnings: Post-series. Personal canon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own LOST.
A/N: Written for lost_in_108 , prompt #93: throw. Prompt is implicit (as almost always). This is my way to mix my Next-Gen ‘verse with my Emma/MiB ‘verse :D
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She will be fine - Walt wants to believe these words, his dark eyes desperately looking for the beautiful girl. His heart beats faster with every step, his mind already going mad.
He barely recognizes the trembling woman making her way into the waters, blood dripping from her mouth and ears.
“One hundred and six, one hundred and seven...” - the whispers seem to come from her lips (red, bruised and condemned).
She will be fine - he repeats, trying not to break down - He can’t claim her soul.
Promises remain forgotten, their statements piercing the brilliance surging from the river.
(One hundred and eight petals are thrown into the source)
Characters/Pairings: Walt, Emma; mentions of MiB and Emma/MiB
Summary: the whispers seem to come from her lips
Spoilers/Warnings: Post-series. Personal canon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own LOST.
A/N: Written for lost_in_108 , prompt #93: throw. Prompt is implicit (as almost always). This is my way to mix my Next-Gen ‘verse with my Emma/MiB ‘verse :D
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She will be fine - Walt wants to believe these words, his dark eyes desperately looking for the beautiful girl. His heart beats faster with every step, his mind already going mad.
He barely recognizes the trembling woman making her way into the waters, blood dripping from her mouth and ears.
“One hundred and six, one hundred and seven...” - the whispers seem to come from her lips (red, bruised and condemned).
She will be fine - he repeats, trying not to break down - He can’t claim her soul.
Promises remain forgotten, their statements piercing the brilliance surging from the river.
(One hundred and eight petals are thrown into the source)