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The world will end tomorrow. What do you do today?
If the world was going to end tomorrow, I’d go pick Callie up. We’d go into the forest. I’d get her flowers and she’d make a crown for herself and I would carry her across the steams and twirl with her till she got dizzy. Laughed.
We’d have a picnic and then we’d make love on the forest floor. I’d go down on her and make her scream. She’d ride me till everything disappeared.
We wouldn’t talk about it. The world ending. We wouldn’t talk about the past either.
We’d just eat and make love and stay up till the stars came out and try to count them. And maybe she’d cry. And maybe I’d cry. And maybe we’d fall asleep. And wake up and make love again.
That’s what I would do. If I was told the world would end tomorrow.
Of course, no one’s going to tell me that. My world went down in flames when Darkly torched our house. My world died when Callie went through the ashes looking for traces of him. My world – does not exist any more.
If somebody told me that the world would end tomorrow, I’d go ask David if he wanted to come down to the beach with me. He might. I’d make a bonfire and we would have a few beers. I’d try and teach him a coin trick or two and he would laugh at me. Then he’d fall asleep and I would stay up. Looking at the stars. Maybe Callie would come. Maybe she wouldn’t. I wouldn’t get angry with her if she didn’t. I understand those things better now.
There’ll be no more green leaves and hot springs. No more pain but no more joy either. When the world has ended.
Then again, my world did end. And sometimes I still smile.
Muse: Clay
Fandom: Passion of Darkly Noon (Misc. Movies)
Count: 305
We’d have a picnic and then we’d make love on the forest floor. I’d go down on her and make her scream. She’d ride me till everything disappeared.
We wouldn’t talk about it. The world ending. We wouldn’t talk about the past either.
We’d just eat and make love and stay up till the stars came out and try to count them. And maybe she’d cry. And maybe I’d cry. And maybe we’d fall asleep. And wake up and make love again.
That’s what I would do. If I was told the world would end tomorrow.
Of course, no one’s going to tell me that. My world went down in flames when Darkly torched our house. My world died when Callie went through the ashes looking for traces of him. My world – does not exist any more.
If somebody told me that the world would end tomorrow, I’d go ask David if he wanted to come down to the beach with me. He might. I’d make a bonfire and we would have a few beers. I’d try and teach him a coin trick or two and he would laugh at me. Then he’d fall asleep and I would stay up. Looking at the stars. Maybe Callie would come. Maybe she wouldn’t. I wouldn’t get angry with her if she didn’t. I understand those things better now.
There’ll be no more green leaves and hot springs. No more pain but no more joy either. When the world has ended.
Then again, my world did end. And sometimes I still smile.
Muse: Clay
Fandom: Passion of Darkly Noon (Misc. Movies)
Count: 305
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He sighs and continues to hold Clay and stroke his back. "And if there's anything I can do - anything - just ask... okay? I'm back here to stay, now."
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There's the cat... David's given me a cat and if I need to - go away for a couple of days, I'll need somebody to feed her.
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"Sure... I'll be happy to feed her. Where is she?"
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Clay finds a pad and a pen and scribbles the address down then hands Weps the note.
I haven't moved properly in yet. Callie is coming round to help me.
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"Okay... anything else I can do?"
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Clay doesn't do puppy dog eyes. But if he did he'd do them now,
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"Any time, Clay - any time," he murmurs. "Don't you forget you've another friend here."
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Then he pulls back.
I wish I was at home sometimes. In the forest. Things were so much easier then. I miss that.
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He sighs and kisses Clay's forehead.
"But we can't go back and even if we could, things wouldn't be as we thought they'd be. We tend to remember only the good times..."
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Clay sighs and sits down, scrubbing at his face a little.
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"Would you like me to stay for a while? Or would you rather be on your own?"
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I'll be okay. Sort of. I'll have to get used to being on my own. I've never really been. Only when I first got here.
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"Being on your own can be fine for a while - it can make you feel independent. But there's a fine line between being independent and being lonely..."
Weps stands up. "It's good to see you again, Clay. Good friends are hard to find. I missed you."
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