Disclaimer: A Series of Unfortunate Events is not mine - it's all Lemony Snicket's. And the only thing I own is this drabble. So please don't sue me, 'k? Good.
Author's Note: This was another drabble I wrote for my fabulous friend Nikka. She gave me a prompt (which was owls), a pairing, and I wrote the rest.
This contains incest. If that sort of thing bothers/disturbs you, then obviously do not read the drabble.
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She reminds him of an owl.
It's weird, he thinks, but it's true. In no way does she resemble an owl..but there's something about her that reminds him of one.
Maybe it's her dark eyes, the look of determination in them, or her wisdom, having been gained from fourteen years of experience with all kinds of things. Maybe it's even her mind itself; always wired and working, thinking up new ideas and answers to problems and questions.
He doesn't know for sure what it is, but he does know this –
She's his reason for going on, even when everything seems to be against them. She is why he keeps reading and thinking and trying to find the three of them a way out, an escape from their misery.
He's falling in deep, and he knows it. It's already too late to go back; he can't even stop himself from feeling this. And he can never get himself out.
And he finds that he doesn't want to.