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Didn’t think I’d ever see her again. Not proper, anyway.
Last time was years ago, down in Sunnydale. She looked me in the eyes, told me I was lost — and left me there to rot in my own shame. Guess she was right.
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“Dru,” I rasp, because her name still feels like a spell that hurts to say.
For a second, neither of us move. All that history sitting in the air between us like smoke.
“Didn’t think I’d see you again,” I mutter.
(CONTINUED)
@julietlandau@JamesMarstersOf
Bloody hell.
What was that?
Dreamed I was knee-deep in crimson again, only this time there’s a kid — little thing with Dru’s eyes and my bad manners.
CONTINUED...
Ugh. Must’ve been whatever I nicked last night. Some bloke’s blood had a kick like tequila and regret.
But the smell... there *was* something. Roses, incense, and chaos.
Smelled like *her*.
On the other side, something — or someone — moved. The shimmer grew wider, heat spreading across her skin.
Then she ran. Straight through the brilliance, cloak flying, hair catching sparks of magic. The wormhole swallowed her whole,
@julietlandau I had a dream of a wee one.
Dark eyes, little leather, my smile and his temper.
She held my hand in the red rain and called me mum like she’d done it all her life.
I woke up with her picture in my lap.
A daughter I never had… until now.
@julietlandau The stars were loud tonight. They showed me a little girl with coal-black lashes and a crooked grin. My bones remembered her before my mind did.