The feeling of falling.
White. Grey. Hills, mountains, cliffs.
Cold air rushing past your face.
Hands feeling the cold steel under your fingers, under your hands.
Both.
Hands.
Focus...
Steve's terrified face.
Steve's hand.
Reaching out.
Reaching for what?
Focus...
You.
Reaching for you.
You are outside the train.
You are
O U T S I D E
the train.
Hanging on. With both hands.
Both.
Hands.
Hold on.
Just hold on.
Harder.
Steve's terrified face.
Steve's hand. Reaching out.
Reach back. Reach farther.
Try to grab his hand. Reach farther.
"Grab my hand."
R e a c h
f a r t h e r.
Cold steel under your fingers, under your hands.
Both.
Hands.
Giving way.
R e a c h
f a r t h e r.
Steve's terrified face.
The feeling of falling.
White. Grey. Hills, mountains, cliffs.
Cold air rushing past your face.
The feeling of falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Fall
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Bucky woke up choking, gasping for air, his eyes snapping open. He was in bed, hands locked tight in strangling grips around his sheets. His clothes and linens were soaked through with sweat. His throat dry and hoarse, as he coughed in breaths.
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Untangling a Memory
FanfictionBucky Barnes is finally starting to get back bits of his past with the help of Shuri, but it is jumbled and unclear. As he attempts to sort them, he struggles to put the pieces together to get his memories back and see what, if anything, was good ab...
