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A/N: An even shorter piece, but the next will be the beginning of a miniseries.
Theme 50: 'peace'
A moment of calm for two soldiers.
Timeless
Lying on a field one late afternoon.
Her head on his chest, rising and falling with every breath, eyes closed in repose. His fingers carefully tangled among strands of hair, uniquely tactile, tracing lazy lines from the fine tufts at the base to the thick flow above.
Scent teasing his senses; from the unfurling flowers strewn across the grass, perhaps, or the one lying within his reach, slender petal-fingers curled against young leaves poking from the soil. An open book, pages barely worn, one end resting on the peak of her nose, forming a gentle incline leading to starched and rumpled cloth. It moves up and down in tandem with his breathing and hers.
A tiny leaf wafts by on a breeze; it settles on her cheek and she frowns, turning her head away. His mirth comes in a quiet smile, for once, as he brushes it off for her with a finger and watches her lips curl the tiniest bit under the shade.
He decides that this is what it means to have peace.