Downton Abbey Comment Ficathon
With the new season upon us, and fandom all extra-enthusiastic, I figured now would be a great time for this. Because there can never be enough Downton Abbey fic, and there certainly isn't enough now!
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On the third night of her vigil, she finds she has company.
Somewhere, deep in the weary recesses of her heart, she knows he is not coming back. That he belongs to another, that in truth she never had any right to him at all. She is a usurper, a thief, a foolish woman. But still, when all other eyes are closed and the house is filled with the slow, steady breaths of the dreaming, she finds herself drawn to this place, to this window. She will stand here, hands pressed against the cold glass, and stare out into the depths of night as if waiting to see something - a light, a movement, anything to herald his return. Her lips move unconsciously.
Bring him back. Bring him back safely to meThis night, however, she pads across the polished floors in nightgown and robe, only to find she has been beaten to it ( ... )
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