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Feb. 1st, 2010 12:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
themidnightsonThe Back Door opens and closes.
Two people leave, one dressed for the weather and one decidedly not.
The snow is still covering the ground except for well worn paths that have turned slushy and gray-brown. But it isn't falling right now. And Edward paused, while the door swung closed, to look across the expanse. Would anything feel far enough here to him? Was it just another distraction from?
Except he could not chance these things;
And he did not trust the Front Door after all the things it had thrown at them.
Two people leave, one dressed for the weather and one decidedly not.
The snow is still covering the ground except for well worn paths that have turned slushy and gray-brown. But it isn't falling right now. And Edward paused, while the door swung closed, to look across the expanse. Would anything feel far enough here to him? Was it just another distraction from?
Except he could not chance these things;
And he did not trust the Front Door after all the things it had thrown at them.
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Date: 2010-02-07 01:51 pm (UTC)Edward walked beside her down the long path back to Milliways.