Feb 14, 2010 14:47
Full Circle
After the end, starting again was almost too simple. There were infinite choices of where she could go, places to settle and new people to meet. Finally, after the final struggle, Buffy Summers could have a life.
And so sat the Slayer in an English country garden, watching the spirals of magic rise from the coven not far off in the next field. Her watcher sat on the grass beside her lounger, squinting at the sun.
“British Summertime, huh?”
“It’s rather unusual, this heat.”
“Almost feels like Sunnydale.” Buffy smiled into the sun. “Funny how things come full circle eventually.”
giles,
buffy