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Drabble: Love
Oh god I hope this isn't gonna be a running theme -- kiffies drabbling at been-o-clock at night.
“Do you… remember when you were younger? A kid, I mean. Because a thousand years is a long time—“
“Steven.”
“Huhn?”
“This is not about my memory.”
Steve slumped, “No.”
Thor threw an arm around Steve’s shoulder, pulling him close. “You worry for yourself; of your own childhood, now seemingly distant. Of loved ones you will not see as flesh and blood again.” Steve shifted, shuddering, and Thor continued, “But know this: Time erodes all things, save one — love. If you have loved, they will stay forever in your breast, and no force, even cruel Time, can separate you.”
“Do you… remember when you were younger? A kid, I mean. Because a thousand years is a long time—“
“Steven.”
“Huhn?”
“This is not about my memory.”
Steve slumped, “No.”
Thor threw an arm around Steve’s shoulder, pulling him close. “You worry for yourself; of your own childhood, now seemingly distant. Of loved ones you will not see as flesh and blood again.” Steve shifted, shuddering, and Thor continued, “But know this: Time erodes all things, save one — love. If you have loved, they will stay forever in your breast, and no force, even cruel Time, can separate you.”
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