anonymous said:

The older of the pair leaned against Nora's smooth palm, the soft skin pressed against the beginnings of stubble - the youngly-turned Godric having never hit his prime before immortality was flung upon him. "You do not have to save him alone this time... I cannot move on until you are both happy, safe. Resurrection is a fickle thing." Leaning forward to press a soft kiss to his progeny's forehead, Godric withdrew. "But you must rest. The sun is coming up."

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                   She didn’t have to save him alone, those words made her happy — happier than she had been in awhile. She wasn’t alone, her maker was back forever how long he had to be and she would make the best of it while she could. Allowing him to kiss her forehead Nora’s eyes fluttered closed. 

                    ❝Very well, but how can I be sure you’ll be here when I wake?❞

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