lethe_forgets
Aug 02, 2006 21:26
There's a hollow sort of echo where she's certain something used to be - something that shone maybe, when the light would hit it just the right way.
No light, no shine, no something.
No anything at all.
She's good at not being seen, she's had practice with disappearing - it's okay, she is fine.
It's a lie - she didn't want to disappear.
jack,
lethe
lethe_forgets
Jun 24, 2006 22:29
Outside - by the lake - the sun is setting.
She finds it rather amazing that even endings are beautiful here. Beautiful and full of so many colors that she cannot even name them - perfect and wonderful, reflected in the water.
Her head rests softly against Jack’s shoulder, just watching with a smile. The safest of places.
jack,
lethe,
styx