Drabble - Ten Years Later
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
~Tryon Edwards
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A flash of green. And then, he was back. High in the rigging, craning to see the shoreline, Will scanned the hilltop, his hopes and dreams of ten long years welling up inside.
She was there. Will’s heart leapt as he saw the young boy at Elizabeth’s side. His son. The reports had all been true.
Will’s heart leapt at the sight of them.
Leapt.
Clutching his chest, Will felt the unfamiliar thumping of his beating heart. The full realization of what this meant brought tears of joy to his eyes.
The curse was broken. Will could finally go home.
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~Tryon Edwards
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A flash of green. And then, he was back. High in the rigging, craning to see the shoreline, Will scanned the hilltop, his hopes and dreams of ten long years welling up inside.
She was there. Will’s heart leapt as he saw the young boy at Elizabeth’s side. His son. The reports had all been true.
Will’s heart leapt at the sight of them.
Leapt.
Clutching his chest, Will felt the unfamiliar thumping of his beating heart. The full realization of what this meant brought tears of joy to his eyes.
The curse was broken. Will could finally go home.
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