"Sometimes, I don't think... I was made for happiness," he said, a strange and frightening finality in his tone.
"What? What do you mean?"
"You found me... like an angel. I would've died. This was all borrowed time."
"No. No, it's not borrowed. It's your time; it's ours."
Keen smiled, lips nearly colorless. He reached up with the back of his hand, grazing his knuckles across my cheek. I grasped it, willing my warmth into it.
"With you, it was too good to keep up."
"Please, Keen, you can't talk like this."
He blinked heavily.
"Sorry, 'm just tired."
"I know, love. You fought well."
A pause.
"So did you."
My stomach flipped uncomfortably.
A longer pause.
"Yeah, I guess I did."
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Birch
AdventureSora has always been in the same place, longing for the extraordinary. Keen has been on the move for a long time, aching for a place to rest. When their paths cross, their desires come into sight, but there are lessons and sacrifices both must endu...
