(NOTE: EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONALIZED.) T and B finally talk and they realize a lot of things along the way. After everything they've gone through, it must mean something that they still find themselves here, pretty much where they started--together.

Folding fears like paper planes, throwing them out into the sky, and hoping they'll never fly back.

Let's make it this time, shall we?

what happens after midnight? [a thirbea fanfic]

random thirbea prompts

fly with me.

Not the first, but definitely not the least. Or maybe, it was meant for number 2.

"The fleeting rightness of time and place." ©JacketNgKiefly 2017

For Isabel and Ferdinand, I will never get tired crumpling notes and writing again.

Coming home. Letting go. Because we can grasp only if it's meant for us.