Category: MSR, drabble
Spoilers: Slight spoilers for IWTB...if you squint.
Words: 141
Notes:This was made for the contest on lj for xfdrabble.
Upon the marbled sink; instrument in hand, audience resting between her legs, notes are played without sound.
Welcoming the embrace of their warm home, taking time before the inevitable cold; immersing in the bond that's always been theirs, untouchable; a vow that was the genesis of their combined souls.
The music is a slow deliberate kiss, matching the specks floating from the sky. Thoughts never given birth through verbal communion; hearts conveyed through touch and taste.
Smooth, as though he were a lad, the song having been sung; time did not slow as they wished it.
Decapitations, ice, pedophiles, or not, the time is near, the change has continued, and lost time is all but a dream. They're each other's world; heading to the beginning of revelation. Joined hands approach darkness that is the end, or the fight, for their future.