It’s night because it’s dark, or it’s dark because it’s night, or maybe they are dead and maybe this is what death, real death, actually feels like. post-season 5. kate, jack, sawyer. kate-centric.
Oh my god, this fic is amazing! Really, really good :D
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Thank you’s and how are you’s are not phrases the three ever ask, because the gratitude and dependency on one another has become so great that they hardly even feel it anymore. And they know how the other is, and sometimes, sometimes they just don’t care.
I'm really happy you enjoyed that paragraph...that might be my favorite part of the story and I think, in a way, it sums up the relationship between the three (at least as well as I can express it....).
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Thank you’s and how are you’s are not phrases the three ever ask, because the gratitude and dependency on one another has become so great that they hardly even feel it anymore. And they know how the other is, and sometimes, sometimes they just don’t care.
The whole of this paragraph... <3
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I'm really happy you enjoyed that paragraph...that might be my favorite part of the story and I think, in a way, it sums up the relationship between the three (at least as well as I can express it....).
Thanks for reading!
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