writer in the dark

the race

"in and out of time, in and out of space,
only you make my heart race"

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two lovers in the stars trying to close the distance between them - a distance that stretches across infinite black skies and fiery comets and glittering stars. the expanse of the universe is something that has never been short of breathtaking for either of them, the galaxy and all its wonders, the all-consuming black, silver dust, golden flecks of fire and rock, ribbons of purple light mottled with green and blue hazes.

but no matter how much the intoxicating beauty of it all dilates their pupils in enchantment, steals the breath from the soft linings of their throats, none of it matters if they can't share it with them. no show space can put on will ever compare to how reunion will feel - fingers intertwining, gazes locking, breaths and racing heartbeats synced; the universe may be around them but they are each other's worlds.

whatever it takes.