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𝓓𝓻. 𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭 (
imarealistnotacynic
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2020-07-30 07:35 pm (UTC)
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He gestures. A hand that points and than drops, "...Alex. the sun."
It's starting to go below the horizon and Simon gasps, "...The sun. The..."
His mind is running through itself, through his life, through Crowley, through everything that's happened as he smiles at her, "The sun. It's...ah-!"
His eyes glaze over, his chest stops moving and he lies there, frozen and still, with a hint of a smile on his face.
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It's starting to go below the horizon and Simon gasps, "...The sun. The..."
His mind is running through itself, through his life, through Crowley, through everything that's happened as he smiles at her, "The sun. It's...ah-!"
His eyes glaze over, his chest stops moving and he lies there, frozen and still, with a hint of a smile on his face.