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If anyone patrols by, Daud doesn’t see them. Doesn’t hear them. Time slows to a honeyed drip, a golden thread spooling endlessly between them as they gaze out toward the setting sun. The clouds flame, reaching across the horizon as if they could touch the light. Even the sea breathes deep, suspending them on slow swell after slow swell.
Push.
Pull.
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This is it--the final chapter of Your Guts Are Like Mine, my Alternate Ending DH1 AU. Sincerest of thank you's to everyone who followed along for this journey (or anyone reading later!). This is the best thing I've ever finished, and I couldn't be happier with it.
- Part I | Beginning | Final Chapter | Spotify Playlist -












