Date: 2016-05-14 05:01 am (UTC)
metaari: (067)
From: [personal profile] metaari
I would trust you with everything, Merrick.

[ His hands tremble slightly and he closes his eyes, taking in a slow breath. There's a moment where he doesn't want to move, doesn't want to say anymore than he already has, but this brief respite can't last forever. ]

When you were-- When death was vying to become your mistress... I knew it then, you know. That I couldn't lose you.
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