Merlin pressed his face against the window, gazing out at the endless rain that poured relentlessly down. It felt as if it had been raining forever. Perhaps it had.
It was in the depths of winter that he felt his loss most keenly. The days were shorter, the sun only briefly breaking through the endless rainclouds, and then the cold night would fall.
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Why you break my heart like that?
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Oh god, feelings. I have lots of feelings for that dribble. It's really heartbreaking to read about waiting Merlin, but you've done so in a beautiful way.
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