The words that Pippa does not allow into the air nonetheless rang in Rory's skull. What was a lover supposed to do when love could not heal all wounds?
If he was a creature of belief, he'd have to make belief suffice. Believe, and let time heal what love could not. Maybe eventually it would heal the ache in his heart.
Until then ... "You'll do it, Pippa. I know you will. And you'll let me know when you have, hm? I'll come see it." Somehow.
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Date: 2009-02-09 08:10 am (UTC)If he was a creature of belief, he'd have to make belief suffice. Believe, and let time heal what love could not. Maybe eventually it would heal the ache in his heart.
Until then ... "You'll do it, Pippa. I know you will. And you'll let me know when you have, hm? I'll come see it." Somehow.