http://acleandive.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] acleandive.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] loadedparadox 2011-03-12 12:48 am (UTC)

Nodding against his chest, Mal listens to his heart beat. How can it sound so real in such a cruel world, fragile and lonely behind his ribs. She curls her fingers in his shirt and holds on, breathing deeply.

"When do you wish to leave?"

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