Hooray, I'm not dead!
These are just short drabbles meant to serve as inspiration for me and whoever reads them. They're not full length stories, and might not even be expanded upon. So don't expect me to write full length stories for every drabble uploaded. However, if you wish to write a fic using my drabbles, PM me, or ask me on my Tumblr blog, sadeikane.
There's a certain way that Zia looks at him that makes him feel something. He can't exactly put his finger on what, but it reminds him of home, the sun's warmth, the desert's arid wind.
Not for the last time, Carter swallows down his feelings like hot, bitter beer.