He tried not to think of the months it had taken him, of the months and years it would take to make them all.
Oh gods, Bruce is never going to go home. *sobs* But thank goodness for Martha teaching him to sew! And Kal sitting with him and talking to him and pulling the barbs out of his hands. This was such an unbelievably tender image:
Kal had sat with him after his gatherings, and extremely carefully pulled each tiny barb from his hands with pursed lips.
I loved the beginning, too, especially this moment:
Bruce nodded, then caught the Prince's hand and squeezed it, hoping he could see the thanks and gratitude in his eyes.
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Date: 2008-05-23 02:05 am (UTC)Oh gods, Bruce is never going to go home. *sobs* But thank goodness for Martha teaching him to sew! And Kal sitting with him and talking to him and pulling the barbs out of his hands. This was such an unbelievably tender image:
Kal had sat with him after his gatherings, and extremely carefully pulled each tiny barb from his hands with pursed lips.
I loved the beginning, too, especially this moment:
Bruce nodded, then caught the Prince's hand and squeezed it, hoping he could see the thanks and gratitude in his eyes.
Kal smiled warmly. "You're welcome."
Yay! Another wonderful chapter. :D