For a moment everything is good, just overwhelming happiness. He hears what
Davin says. Before he drifts away, he hears Davin say it back. He loves
him, and he wishes he could say more, that he didn't feel so close to the
darkness threatening to take over. Was he going to die now? After
everything? Buy maybe it wouldn't be so horrible. The last thing will be
this moment with Davin.
He doesn't actually get a choice. Blackness envelopes him, taking him under
into a void for a few minutes. While Davin works desperately to pull him
back to life, literally stitch him back together, for James, there's
nothing. Just suspension. Between life and death. Miraculously though he is
yanked back to the surface and Davin's voice calls at him, urging him to
wake up. Wake up now. It sounds far away like James is listening through a
door.
Softly he opens his eyes, unconvinced he actually is. That this isn't some
weird after-death dream. "Davin?" he croaks out still feeling like, well,
like he just got shot.
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Date: 2016-05-20 02:33 pm (UTC)For a moment everything is good, just overwhelming happiness. He hears what Davin says. Before he drifts away, he hears Davin say it back. He loves him, and he wishes he could say more, that he didn't feel so close to the darkness threatening to take over. Was he going to die now? After everything? Buy maybe it wouldn't be so horrible. The last thing will be this moment with Davin.
He doesn't actually get a choice. Blackness envelopes him, taking him under into a void for a few minutes. While Davin works desperately to pull him back to life, literally stitch him back together, for James, there's nothing. Just suspension. Between life and death. Miraculously though he is yanked back to the surface and Davin's voice calls at him, urging him to wake up. Wake up now. It sounds far away like James is listening through a door.
Softly he opens his eyes, unconvinced he actually is. That this isn't some weird after-death dream. "Davin?" he croaks out still feeling like, well, like he just got shot.