Sara Sidle (
lvpd_sidle) wrote2006-10-30 08:07 am
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Perchance to Dream
Her nightmares have been gradually tapering off. Sleep isn't something Sara regards with dread anymore.
She settles in next to Mark one night, comforted by the feeling of his arm around her waist.
Sometimes it still takes her a while to drift off.
Not this time.
[ooc: Locked.]
She settles in next to Mark one night, comforted by the feeling of his arm around her waist.
Sometimes it still takes her a while to drift off.
Not this time.
[ooc: Locked.]
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The flicker becomes a slow fade, almost like the Cheshire Cat in red.
"Be well, my darling. Tell Mark that I'm glad he found you. And get some sleep..."
There is a blink, like lightning, and he is gone. If he was ever really there.
[ooc: and thank you for this blast from the past!]
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Laying back down, she's not surprised to find that her pillow is wet.
[ooc: Thank you!]