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The clock is ticking. Everyone must choose.
Will, the boy who loved the same books she did, the same poetry she did, who made her laugh even when she was furious.
requested by broken--melody
Will you miss me When there's nothing to see
(...) “And I fear for you, too.”
“No,” Will said, hoarsely. “Don’t waste that on me, Tess.”
Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.