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Post by Eurydice on Feb 21, 2009 1:54:19 GMT -5
((A random, spur-of-the-moment drabble for ye olde days Hound))
Side by side, two men stood at the bed. The younger of the two reached down and gently tousled the little girl’s wispy blonde hair.
“Do you think she understands?” asked the elder of the two.
Marron shrugged. Unobtrusively, his free hand found Malvir’s and squeezed it gently. “She will. It’s going to be fine, now; it’s going to be just like we used to talk about. No worries, no wars. Just this life, now. Together.”
A slow wind brushed past the open window, and Malvir managed a soft smile. “I love you.”
“I know it.”
The girl slept on.
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