Fixing Clexa's story to give them an ending they deserved (an *ending, not the journey they deserved). They are clearly endgame but it turned into a bit more of an adult-themed journey to get there so just a warning it takes a slightly dark turn ar...
So if anyone is confused about the person who comes in later in this story, it was always going to just be a random person not a previous character from the show sooooo I'm fulfilling a friend's request (*dream) so just go with it.
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Clarke is leaning back against a fallen log, near a small pond soaking in the late afternoon glow. One knee is propped up as she flips through the pages of her sketchbook, looking for a blank page. It's already almost full after only two days, as she flips past colorful images of the flowers, forest, and birds.
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But always, without fail, every few pages her hands couldn't help draw something from memory. Or rather someone. She liked just using her charcoal for those, just like the first drawing she did of the live subject, watching over a sleeping girl exhausted from responsibility in a candlelit room at the top of a tower. She missed that picture terribly and hoped it was somehow still safe where she left it.
Always those eyes...her fingers moved on their own, her mind adrift in her thoughts, memories of those forest green eyes staring back at her with all the comfort and assurance she needed to know she was loved as much as she loved the girl behind them. Sometimes she wouldn't even draw the whole face because those eyes were all she could think of.
