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“Muitas vezes a nossa incessante disponibilidade para ajudarmos tudo e todos pode ser, secretamente, um simples pedido de ajuda... para que alguém nos olhe, nos oiça e nos acolha...”
PA
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22270711/chapters/53183311
Nadie lo sabe y no tiene un por qué, pero me gusta cuando hay luna llena en mi cumpleaños.
This has such Susan and Don Pedro vibes... I regret not putting them together in a scene.
Sigh. Guess I have to rectify that after Secretamente is concluded! Be prepared for deleted scenes...
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 17 / 18
Summary: Attack on the fort, revelation of the murderer(s), Cortez faces a choice, Eva’s life hangs in the balance. The dagger rules their destiny. Salazar gains a man to his crew.
Please, please heed the Warnings/Tags: Violence, descriptions of violence, death, war, descriptions of trauma both mental and physical.
Soneto XVII
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma. Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores, y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra. Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.
Chapter 15: La luna controla las mareas, y tú mi corazón
I would add a quote from the chapter but it’s rather...You’ll see. Plot? Not so much. Character development? I hope so.
Enjoy the fluff now, because after this chapter things get angsty and delicious and you’ll finally find out who murdered Peter Trenton.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22270711/chapters/73575189
approx 10K words and 3 months of work.