Love is like oxygen [OTA]

[pennyless_poet]

While he had never been a particularly religious man in any traditional sense, Christian still felt that Sundays were days for quiet for some reason. When he had been productive, he had rarely spent them writing, even when the Duke's deadlines had been approaching. Two years ago he had generally spent Sundays in bed with Satine, staying curled up

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[lil_blondeangel]

Meg, too, spent Sundays at the Church - normally Sunday mornings, but of late she'd been spending hours there, praying for Faith, that she might find relief from her hardships and remember how to smile again. And for poor little Ed, that he would not feel the loss of his father so hard as his mother did.

As she walked home she often walked through the graveyard, and today when she saw a man there, she raised a hand in greeting. A subdued greeting, though, for a subdued place.

[[have another young woman from late-19th-cent Paris. Who met/knew Satine when she was here, ages ago.]]

[pennyless_poet]

Christian had just been running out of things to say--after all, he did little here besides work at the library and stare at blank paper willing words to come--so he was sitting silent for a moment, contemplating leaving, when he saw the young woman. He tipped two fingers to her in return, a slightly-sad smile twitching just a bit on his face before fading away.

"Good morning, ma--miss," He was starting to get out of the habit of the more formal greetings, seeing as they appeared to have fallen out of use.

[lil_blondeangel]

"Good morning, sir." she said, smiling back much more brightly, until she realized where they were standing. "Oh, I - I didn't mean to interrupt your visit."

[pennyless_poet]

Christian shook his head,

"No, it's quite all right. I was almost ready to leave, anyway. I am finding that there is--well, not terribly much to say, after a point, after 'I love you', and 'I miss you', and I'm afraid she might somehow become horribly annoyed with those after the thousandth time or so," he said, with just a little smirk.

"Are you--here for someone, as well?"