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May. 28th, 2006 02:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
treading_dawnThe night is cool and clear, stars twinkling above, reflected cleanly in the lake below.
And in that soft light there is another light, brighter, if more contained.
The Lion is here, pacing out of the forest.
There is something solemn about him tonight.
Solemn, and perhaps a little sad.
And in that soft light there is another light, brighter, if more contained.
The Lion is here, pacing out of the forest.
There is something solemn about him tonight.
Solemn, and perhaps a little sad.
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Date: 2006-05-30 06:48 pm (UTC)His voice is almost quiet enough for a sigh, and he rests his head against her.
"Thank you."
For tonight, in a way, and for another night so very long ago.
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Date: 2006-05-30 06:53 pm (UTC)"You're welcome."
Because if you can't stop things, at least you can be there when they happen.
She'd rather never do it again, and later she'll think that many times, but for now she is content to sit with him and smell sunlight and find that smiling is not so hard as it seemed just a bit ago.