Waking
by Charis
Disclaimer: Passion Fish and all associated characters belong to people who are not me. I'm just borrowing.
Notes: For the Marymas drabble-a-thon on Chamalla Dreams at LJ.
She used to dream that one day there would come a man, and that at his touch wasted nerves would heal, damage would repair, and she would walk again, dance again, make love again. They had made it clear in the hospital that the damage was permanent, but she, who had never believed in miracles, had possessed a strong enough sense of denial to hold that small impractical hope. Everything is possible, right?
But when he touches her in the swamp, her legs are still heavy and lifeless, and all that she can feel is the pounding of her heart.
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