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dizzojayLIGHT
Rating: K+
Spoilers/Warnings: Big scary spoilers for 11.20, Don't Call Me Shurley.
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own them
It's been a long time in the dark for someone.
xxxxx
a/n: I've waited over five years to write a sequel to this drabble. (Warning: spoilers for 5.16, Dark Side of the Moon)
and here it is:
LIGHT
It's light where I am now.
The light came suddenly, sweeping away all the lonely, dark years. Pretty at first, it became blinding; burning incandescent with power and purity and energy.
And hope.
Where am I? There is a hand; a hand with warm fingers curling around me, shielding me. Lifting me and cradling me against the solid wall of a chest which thrums with the rapid cadence of a racing heart …
… THAT heart. My heart …
The dark is forgotten; the years of solitude are forgotten; the despair is forgotten.
It's light where I am now.
I'm home.
xxxxx
end
Rating: K+
Spoilers/Warnings: Big scary spoilers for 11.20, Don't Call Me Shurley.
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own them
It's been a long time in the dark for someone.
xxxxx
a/n: I've waited over five years to write a sequel to this drabble. (Warning: spoilers for 5.16, Dark Side of the Moon)
and here it is:
LIGHT
It's light where I am now.
The light came suddenly, sweeping away all the lonely, dark years. Pretty at first, it became blinding; burning incandescent with power and purity and energy.
And hope.
Where am I? There is a hand; a hand with warm fingers curling around me, shielding me. Lifting me and cradling me against the solid wall of a chest which thrums with the rapid cadence of a racing heart …
… THAT heart. My heart …
The dark is forgotten; the years of solitude are forgotten; the despair is forgotten.
It's light where I am now.
I'm home.
xxxxx
end
