Double Drabble: Remembrance
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starsandseaTitle: Remembrance
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Could be considered to have character death.
I remember. I remember when we used to laugh. It was always rare when he smiled, my love, but when he did it was as if the sun had appeared from behind the clouds, bathing everything in a new and glorious light.
So many years have passed since then.
I have lost so much.
So many have fallen, not only fighting the never ending battle, but eventually to old age.
No one was more surprised than Bruce that he lived so long. I knew that he always expected to die young, on a mission, or fighting the battle.
In the end though, he lost to the battle that no one can defeat. Not even him.
Time.
It seems so cruel, that he, one who sacrificed so much should fall in the end to age, but I have never regretted a moment of our days together.
On this day of all days, my beloved’s birthday, as I make my way to the ruined remains of the city he loved so much, to a small graveyard where my love, his parents, and his sons sleep eternally, I have no regrets.
Though the pain hurts me more than anything else has, I smile. For I know that at last that my love is in peace, and that we will meet again, someday in the far distant future.
I rest my head against the gravestone. I love you, Bruce.
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Could be considered to have character death.
I remember. I remember when we used to laugh. It was always rare when he smiled, my love, but when he did it was as if the sun had appeared from behind the clouds, bathing everything in a new and glorious light.
So many years have passed since then.
I have lost so much.
So many have fallen, not only fighting the never ending battle, but eventually to old age.
No one was more surprised than Bruce that he lived so long. I knew that he always expected to die young, on a mission, or fighting the battle.
In the end though, he lost to the battle that no one can defeat. Not even him.
Time.
It seems so cruel, that he, one who sacrificed so much should fall in the end to age, but I have never regretted a moment of our days together.
On this day of all days, my beloved’s birthday, as I make my way to the ruined remains of the city he loved so much, to a small graveyard where my love, his parents, and his sons sleep eternally, I have no regrets.
Though the pain hurts me more than anything else has, I smile. For I know that at last that my love is in peace, and that we will meet again, someday in the far distant future.
I rest my head against the gravestone. I love you, Bruce.
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Date: 2007-02-10 01:08 am (UTC)And that bruce is buried with the boys--of course he is, but imagining the little row of graves just breaks my heart.
In a good way. *sighs*
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Date: 2007-02-10 07:49 pm (UTC)As I said to
And that bruce is buried with the boys--of course he is, but imagining the little row of graves just breaks my heart.
I'm so pleased you liked that part. Including the boys was a after addition, and I debated about it for a while - would they actually be buried with Bruce, or would they be buried with their 'blood' families? But I decided in the end that they would be buried with Bruce. I can imagine them, in the setting of this drabble at least, being very very proud of being this man's sons. And yes, the little row of graves. *cries*
I'm glad you liked it.