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I'm just a poor girl don't you care? If you read it, it's only fair....
DISCLAIMER
Time to sing the familiar disclaimer chorus:
These characters are not mine, and I am using them without the permission of Joss Whedon. (Although, that's sorta the idea of fanfic. . . ) I am not making any profit from my stories, and I'm not tough enough to go to jail, so let's just all keep this quiet. You know, I won't tell if you don't. . . But the story is mine, so that part's copyright, and NOT okay to borrow or steal (but beggars are excepted. . .).
Now, let's all sing the refrain. . . .
HEARTBEAT - Between Moments
By Night Bird
In the space of heartbeat, everything changes.
Between moments lies a universe of possibilities
just waiting for the right moment to sieze you by
the throat and steal your next breath .
"Hold this, would you?"
I hesitate. If I touch him, will it break me? Will it pierce me and let in the terror that flows beneath that moonlight skin, the terror that waits to turn my veins to ice?
It's only a flashlight, only a moment.
A moment when I feel his cool flesh at my (fingertips?) lips and hands. When I see his eyes dark for me and his body hard for me and his heart reach for me. A moment of falling into the abyss chasing the echo of my name and being lifted up into heaven by his hands. A moment when I am laid out on the earth, on sand, on stone, to writhe beneath him in the most ancient rhythm.
The moment when I am both altar and sacrifice.
A moment that feels like eternity.
Then I breathe.