and after everything,
all the pain and the fear
and the regret and the rage,
it was still lancelot
that guenivere wanted,
even if his touch would be her undoing.
even if his heart belonged to no one.
even though his words were nothing more than sugar against her lips.
lancelot didn't know how to love guenivere, but guenivere didn't think she knew how to love lancelot either,
but she wanted to learn.
i wanted it to be you.
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rage and recovery
Short Storya testament to the rocky road between rage and recovery and the thought that the two might not be so different after all
