For @scharoux ‘s @14daysofdalovers prompts.
Day 12 - Watching Sunsets
Pairing - Post Trespasser Solavellan
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Fen’Harel found himself waiting for sunsets.
Unknowingly, he watched each cascading hue as the sun dipped under the horizon. He itched for sleep in the day’s absence.
Soon the hours became minutes and then mere moments before he could see her again. He fell into the dreaming with an eagerness that wasn’t entirely proper. Unrestrained, expecting, hopeful.
He waited for that liminal moment—the one where he could see her in perfect blinding clarity while she still assessed whether or not what she was perceiving was the waking world. He waited for that untraceable fragment of time when suddenly his shoulders didn’t feel immeasurably heavy, because she was there and there was no burden on them existing together.
Oh, how he loves her dreams. They felt like home. Calm and full and welcoming.
They felt like her and he wished he could be suffocated with it. He tried to fill up his senses and remember the exact flavor of the fade on his tongue.
She would trail her fingers amongst the branches and bark of her subconscious forest, leaving life in her wake in beautiful sprouting blooms and he would follow her bountiful tracks. Each step would bring her closer, each move a feeble hope to have her nearer still.
Then she too would sense him, her natural gait falling back into smaller and slower steps, circling another tree until all that was in sight were her fingertips.
His own were never far behind. The promising spark of skin almost, almost, touching sent his blood aflame.
Then she would breathe a singular hopeful “Solas?” before she’d completely disappear, awoken from their shared dreaming.
The countdown began again and he would be ever watchful.
Until the next sunset.