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T; Out of the Dark; 2,000 words. Slash, missing scene for the book. Fic #4 for Yuletide 2016.
The man who'd sat at Stephen's bedside when he lay dying, pressing Stephen's hand against his chest and taking all the blame for the failed defense of their people on his own shoulders, was no monster. And if he had to tell him that every day from here until eternity, he was more than willing to do so.
raison d'être
(Linked @ the AO3 Yuletide archive; written for oneiriad)
The man who'd sat at Stephen's bedside when he lay dying, pressing Stephen's hand against his chest and taking all the blame for the failed defense of their people on his own shoulders, was no monster. And if he had to tell him that every day from here until eternity, he was more than willing to do so.
raison d'être
(Linked @ the AO3 Yuletide archive; written for oneiriad)
