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not_his_pa) wrote2012-10-14 10:38 pm
not_his_pa) wrote2012-10-14 10:38 pm
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Mark's breathing changed from normal to wheezing and William turned over to light the candle. Though the candle wasn't there and the room was too dark, so he lit a match to peer at Mark's face, which was too pale, "Mark, stay with me, Mark. I'll get your medicine and you'll be fine."
But Mark didn't answer, he went from wheezing to coughing, blood staining his hands as the match burned William's hand, then there was light from somewhere. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't find the voice to call for his mother or get up, he could only hold Mark as he coughed his life away.
Mark trembled in his arms, trying to pray but the coughs kept getting in the way, so William said the words for him. That was all he could do as something seemed to watch from the shadows, but William couldn't see it through the tears in his eyes just a wavering shape.
The taste of salt in his mouth woke him up and he lit the lantern, his hands trembling as he stared at the light. Mark was alive and healthy, but not here, not in Milliways. That was just a dream.
But Mark didn't answer, he went from wheezing to coughing, blood staining his hands as the match burned William's hand, then there was light from somewhere. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't find the voice to call for his mother or get up, he could only hold Mark as he coughed his life away.
Mark trembled in his arms, trying to pray but the coughs kept getting in the way, so William said the words for him. That was all he could do as something seemed to watch from the shadows, but William couldn't see it through the tears in his eyes just a wavering shape.
The taste of salt in his mouth woke him up and he lit the lantern, his hands trembling as he stared at the light. Mark was alive and healthy, but not here, not in Milliways. That was just a dream.