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[dedikated]

( She won't complain, her head finding a comfortable spot to rest, the words washing over her as her eyes close. This will all come to an end eventually, as everything before it has, and that knowledge weighs heavily in her stomach as she breathes in against his shoulder. One day, she'll wake up in bed alone again and the flat will be just a little too quiet. Familiar names will disappear from the network. And the city will move on, as it always does.

Sleep comes quickly, in a haze of tangled thoughts and whiskey-heavy eyelids as she reaches blindly for his hand. Dreamless, heavy sleep that will all too soon give way to the morning's headache, but for now-

For now. That's really all anyone can expect of Hadriel. The gods are tormenting us for now. This person is here for now. Everything is ephemeral, flitting in and out of the city like gusts of wind. )