05 Sep 2019
Crowley is a pining mess in the South Downs Cottage. He finds something close to solace, close to kinship, in the strange things in the depths of the sea.
Aziraphale pulls him to shore.
And presses him against a garden wall.
"Do you remember? I do. The wash of this. That’s what water does, it erodes over time. This love of you, it’s shaped me into something else. I open and this thing I have for you rushes in like a tide, eager and saltbright and powerful. It happened slow, over millennia, but it’s never not been happening, not since I met you."
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06 Sep 2019