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Sweet Dreams , Ares/Xena
He decided some time ago, that thinking wasn't such a good idea. The mind was a strange thing; wandering off like a lost fawn.
After she was gone, he would imagine her face; remember how she could sense his presence like no one else. He would then think about all the things he could have done differently. Then, maybe, she could have been different. They could have been together. Maybe, she could have loved him.
Ares emptied the full glass of wine in his hands, and then placed it on the well-carved bedside table. Like the sweet wine, she was gone now. He could only see her in his sleep.
So he would sleep.
A/N: So I said varied pairings, but I had to start with A/X :) This will be a collection of (what I hope will be) many little ficlets/drabbles. Just to recycle all the random thoughts I get while trying to write Everlong.