LIGHT
WOW - pretty. It's been a long time in the dark for someone.
Warning: Huge scary spoilers for 11.20, Don't Call Me Shurley.
Disclaimer: I don't own them!
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a/n: I've waited over five years to write a sequel to this drabble (warning: spoilers for 5.16, Dark Side of the Moon):
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It's dark where I am now.
I don't know where that is; I remember a trashcan on a shabby motel floor, but nothing more.
Some say I came from heaven; maybe so, but I enjoyed another heaven for many years.
Ever since that little boy hung me around his neck, and I rested against his warm chest, listening to his softly beating heart; I knew it was a good heart.
Things changed over time; the voice grew deeper, the neck grew thicker, the chest grew broader, but that soothing heartbeat never changed.
Then someone broke that heart.
It's dark where I am now.
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and here it is:
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LIGHT
It's light where I am now.
The light came suddenly, sweeping away all the lonely, dark years. Pretty at first, it became blinding; burning incandescent with power and purity and energy.
And hope.
Where am I? There is a hand; a hand with warm fingers curling around me, shielding me. Lifting me and cradling me against the solid wall of a chest which thrums with the rapid cadence of a racing heart …
… THAT heart. My heart …
The dark is forgotten; the years of solitude are forgotten; the despair is forgotten.
It's light where I am now.
I'm home.
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