[fic: rosencrantz & guildenstern are dead] Answers
Title: Answers
Rating: PG
Words: ~1,400
Summary: An epilogue to the text; Wherein None of it Matters.
Author's Notes: n/a
--
GUIL: We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us,
with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke,
and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
--
( “Is that how you quantify life?” Rosencratz says quietly, shaking his head, wringing his hands. )
Rating: PG
Words: ~1,400
Summary: An epilogue to the text; Wherein None of it Matters.
Author's Notes: n/a
--
GUIL: We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us,
with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke,
and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
--
( “Is that how you quantify life?” Rosencratz says quietly, shaking his head, wringing his hands. )
Comments 2
Reply
WORDS FAIL ME
I LOVE YOU
.__.
Reply
Leave a comment