Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin (
steelartisan
) wrote
2007-11-12 05:24 am (UTC)
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"And you call me a sap, Katya."
He's smiling, though, small and soft, and he squeezes her hand a little as he says it.
The setting sun is turning the sky a dozen melding shades of billowing gold and pink and blue, and the sunlight pouring across the fields is lazy and golden.
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He's smiling, though, small and soft, and he squeezes her hand a little as he says it.
The setting sun is turning the sky a dozen melding shades of billowing gold and pink and blue, and the sunlight pouring across the fields is lazy and golden.