“hold onto hope if you’ve got it.” eve @ flynn !!
Bone weary, Flynn had never given much credence to the expression, it felt like too much, too dramatic even for the man who shouted at the skies. But he could feel it now, crawling through his body, his muscles tensing up, skin dry and lifeless. He was getting too old for this, the hope in his eyes had extinguished and there was little he could do it about now.
Except, as always, listen to Eve, who knew exactly what to say to him.
Pulling her closer, Flynn rested his forehead against her neck, curling himself into a ball, trying to find the hope she was telling him. She was the sun, vibrant and full of power, even when it was gone from their sights momentarily, it still reflected on the moon, unable to leave them completely. She was golden, and warm, and he didn’t know what he would do without her. “Can I hold onto you?”
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