The Realisation
A/N: this is after the mourning, the piecing of the puzzle
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Transient
Short Story"But as told My euphoria is only transient - as was he" We fall and then we crash, and we do it over and over again until the right person catches you. Before the crash we were perfect, we danced in the rain, we travelled together, we shared so man...
Part Three.
The Realisation
A/N: this is after the mourning, the piecing of the puzzle
