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[ucant-touchthis]

[suitsofarmor]

eyesforone:

[ continued from here ]    His reaction was surprising to her their was no shock. Then again Esther had haunted him with the memories of her. He could easily think it was another trick of a witch. After setting down the drink she moved close to him. A hand moved up to his face, touching it gently. Her thumb ran over the stubble and she pressed a kiss to his forehead.

 “Yes, Elijah. I will not let you do this to yourself. There have been many times in your life when I wished I could intervene. Now that I can I will be doing so. Put down the violin and go clean up.” She ordered. Tatia was in no mood to have an argument with him. She would make sure that he was not spending the night drinking alone. “You will show me this city and we will find a better way to mourn your friend than this. I do believe this town is known for it’s big parties of funerals?”

       Elijah was unsure if he was hallucinating or if she was real; was his grief so profound that he was hallucinating the first woman he'd ever loved? Or was he just that drunk? Perhaps it could have been a combination of both but her touch felt so real that he couldn't help but reach up for her hand once it was upon his face. It felt familiar and real and ... whole.

      Listening to her, he raised his brows and looked down at himself. The suit he was wearing was immaculate, he was completely clean -- he wasn't sure what she meant. "Yes, but she did not have anyone -- " and he reckoned it wasn't worth arguing about. " -- As you wish," he answered finally, deciding to go along with this, whatever sort of delusion it was.

[gracejaecklein]

And in this whole sea of thousands of people not a one comes close to you, cause your the only one on my mind.... #baseball #eyesforone #song #gonna #gonna #getthisright #wearegonnagonnawin #thisgame #seaofpeople