Love. Puppy, you drew your Desmond from the fire in that moment.
It was your voice, yes. And something bound to it, as well.
[ … ]
I thought I knew the feeling. I felt something [ … ] familiar, as you drew me away from those efforts to remember. Something that runs through my veins alongside my Puppy’s breath.
I take this as further evidence that certain artifacts are secure, and just where I would wish them.
I take this as further evidence, as well, that we were bound all through those memories we can’t recall. And I see no reason we can’t hold one another as we heal; as we mend and seek our broken pieces.
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[ … ]
Love. Puppy, you drew your Desmond from the fire in that moment.
It was your voice, yes. And something bound to it, as well.
[ … ]
I thought I knew the feeling. I felt something [ … ] familiar, as you drew me away from those efforts to remember. Something that runs through my veins alongside my Puppy’s breath.
I take this as further evidence that certain artifacts are secure, and just where I would wish them.
I take this as further evidence, as well, that we were bound all through those memories we can’t recall. And I see no reason we can’t hold one another as we heal; as we mend and seek our broken pieces.