drabble: highlander, Methos/Joe
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sua_layHighlander, 100 words
Methos/Joe
sad
Lifting the lid off the old chest, Methos touched the frail old notebook gently before holding it up.
He held it carefully, opening it randomly and smiling at the name written there.
So many things lost, so many memories gone, but these would stay forever.
Gently turning the pages, he let the ages and lives past surface, every memory poignant still. He paused for a moment with the last name, the vista over Santorini almost too
clear in mind.
Always the same; too much love, too little time.
Sighing, he turned to the empty page to write hesitantly; Joe Dawson.
Methos/Joe
sad
Lifting the lid off the old chest, Methos touched the frail old notebook gently before holding it up.
He held it carefully, opening it randomly and smiling at the name written there.
So many things lost, so many memories gone, but these would stay forever.
Gently turning the pages, he let the ages and lives past surface, every memory poignant still. He paused for a moment with the last name, the vista over Santorini almost too
clear in mind.
Always the same; too much love, too little time.
Sighing, he turned to the empty page to write hesitantly; Joe Dawson.
