[A small smile curved his goofy mouth, arms encircling his dear Bishop's form. Lifting him up easily he managed to maneuver him onto the bed, laying his hand on his brow and stroking along the side of a widow's peak.]
When you awake, dear Prince...I know I shall not be here to greet you. Even though your mind will forget, your heart will not.
So I sayeth to thee: Goodnight, dearest Prince. Goodnight. May your dreams fill the emptiness that I cannot.
[He cradled the other man more delicate and fragile than that of a child, strangely Maternal even after they both descended into the cessation of consciousness.]
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Date: 2010-05-18 06:28 pm (UTC)When you awake, dear Prince...I know I shall not be here to greet you. Even though your mind will forget, your heart will not.
So I sayeth to thee: Goodnight, dearest Prince. Goodnight. May your dreams fill the emptiness that I cannot.
[He cradled the other man more delicate and fragile than that of a child, strangely Maternal even after they both descended into the cessation of consciousness.]