OOM: The Unheard And Unsaid

[rudderless]

It's dark here.

Darker than she can remember, even in the blackest of winter.

In the distance there's the scent of cordite, the glow of a torch.

But not here.

She is still as a Bastille Day statue, contemplating him.

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[rudderless]

She leans against the wall, raises an eyebrow. "Then be sure to grab me. Y'never know when I may..."

She goes translucent before his eyes.


"Disappear."

[street_sparrow]

"Eponine!" He scrambles for her hand, but his own passes straight through it.

[rudderless]

But she's fading away.

"Only one more time, Gav. Don't fail me."

And she's gone.