He imagined the fire that once burned in the narrow space, golden flames blazing up the room, and could almost feel the heat when he closed his eyes, the fingers on his right hand splaying out, as if collecting the warmth that would’ve radiated from there.
Aww I really like this. Like the image it creates. Especially that little bit just the warmth and Tom stood hands out, it’s sort of pensive and gentle to read.
Yea, I wanted to try and make the moment seem like a flickering touch of something that was softer and, well, before the world turned dark. Thanks, bb :)
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Aww I really like this. Like the image it creates. Especially that little bit just the warmth and Tom stood hands out, it’s sort of pensive and gentle to read.
Great drabble, bb <3
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Thanks, bb :)
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