We Don’t Say Goodbye
Author's
Note: Just
something that has rumbling around for a while. Written
straight to the board. Takes place after DWTB.
Disclaimer: Not mine...If it was, we'd have a Farscape Channel.
From the doorway she watched him move slowly around the room with little
purpose other than to please.
It had been a mistake...a misunderstanding of her instructions to keep him from
wanting to leave the confines of their small living quarters. She had only
wanted to keep him from harm after losing the other.
Three arns, she had only been gone for three arns, but that now meant eternity.
As he turned in her direction, she couldn't help the cringe that caused her
body to jerk at the sight of the two small scars on either side of his temple.
Her movement caught his meager attention and he shuffled towards her wanting to
only do as she pleased.
But now she will never have to worry about losing him again. He was hers to
keep for as long as he remained physically able. She had cycles before she had
to watch the light leave his eyes, cycles before she would have to once again
say goodbye forever.
the end
Originally
posted November 20, 2003