Think of Me
Zuko woke to the sound of rushing water. He smiled into his arm. It wasn't quite dawn. He would know the instant the sun rose. But she had often risen before him on the nights of the full moon, to bend in its pre-dawn power.
He thought he could almost tell her movements by the rhythm of the water's roar. Her figure danced about his mind's eye, broadening his smile.
There was a knock at the door. Zuko snapped his head up, the trade agreement he'd been looking over when he fell asleep still stuck to his cheek. He peeled it off and threw it back on the desk.
It was raining. He was in his study. And he was alone.
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AN: Written for the Shuffled Challenge at the KataraZuko lj community. Prompt was 'Think of Me' from Phantom of the Opera, specifically the lyric 'think of me/think of me waking silent and resigned'.
