Summary: A commentary of "Borrowed Time." Don't forget to review.
A/N: For Tallera. Three words are yours.
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Three small words.
To most, they are the most important words ever spoken. They are words of joy and happiness. Words of a commitment between heart and soul and the spirit of the universe itself. Of dreams, an eternity of dreams that nothing could ever stop. These words should be celebrated, honored, for they are a true rarity that when found, should be held close and cherished for all time.
But what if time doesn't exist?
Their world spins in the wrong direction. And the words that should have crested between them have instead thrown up a new wall. A reminder that what they so want, so desire, may never have a chance to exist. All they can do is only to cling to the hope, the possibilities. Now, those three innocent words have come to be. To them, the words are those of pain and loneliness. Of broken hearts and crushed souls. Of the dreams that, upon waking, are loosed from the mind and fly away fast, leaving the dreamers with the empty feeling that they lost something important. Their time was borrowed from the Fates, so that all became a single moment, and the world that slipped from their fingers is now mourned.
They were the most important words ever spoken.