I'm still pretty unsure of how to work this out. Updates will most likely be sporadic, since I'm on a pretty tight school schedule… but the plot bunnies threatened to take over. Can't let that happen D:.
Themes/Pairings will be on the profile. I don't want to clutter up this space with that since it wouldn't count as a real chapter. Het, slash and gen are included; most chapters will be 500 words or less. Because I'm lazy like that.
Starting off with: Stendy. Why? It's canon and classic. Likewise, it will end with Style, the other classic (and now canon too! It has been proven!). Everything else will be in-between.
Enjoy :)
11/3: Edited!
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peace (stan . wendy)
Holding hands, they walk with the slightly chilled wind whispering through the spaces between them. Autumn had come, and there were no traces of any other being as far as they know.
A stray golden leaf flutters down from the treetops, landing precariously on her muffler. Smiling, he brushes it off and watches as her clear blue eyes follow the motion. She puts her head onto his chest, her raven locks free in the wind. Her hand seeks his, and he takes her in gladly.
It had been a long time, he recalls, it had been ages since they had been so free to do these things that they do. He had been lost and confused, not knowing whether he had made the right choice or not. His friends, angered by his longing, had abandoned him long ago. He wanted, but there had not been time. There is never enough time.
Once more, he looks at her; her eyes are closed, and the gentle rising motion of her chest comforts him.
Yes. You have.
He kisses her forehead, and whispers to her that they should go before the real cold comes. She nods, and they continue walking towards town. Above them, gold and crimson shimmer in the mellow afternoon sun.
Looking up, he sees flocks of geese returning to the warm southern lands for winter. Year by year, he has been seeing them return home for what seemed like an eternity.
He smiles, because he knows he is already home.