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2026-05-15
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My Angel, My Saving Grace.

Summary:

Just a quick 100 words I've been thinking about nonstop.

Notes:

Hi hello, I'm crazy about these two. This was originally part of a longer work, but quite honestly this was the only part I was actually liking. I may end up posting some iteration of the whole thing at one point, but I make no promises.

This was my first time writing a proper exactly 100 word drabble, and it was really interesting to be so restrictive. I really enjoyed it actually, and may end up doing it more often.

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Simon clung to the man in front of him, having given up on holding his weight. All of his focus was on his ear against the others chest, hearing the sound of another's heart. The warmth he hadn't felt for days.

His name was Doctor Ryland Grace, his Angel. The savior that pulled Simon from the congealed depths of AT-5 into a universe of *stars*. Simon, the convict, the Butcher of Filament Station, the coward locked in the Iron Lung. His Angel cared not, he simply held Simon upright, and allowed him to listen to the ichor flowing through him.