Friday, October 1, 2010

WotD - 10/1/10 - November 2008 (D/V)

Sorry this one's a bit sappy - stayed home sick and apparently I crave fluff/angst when I'm ill!

Word of the Day Challenge – October 1, 2010
Word: Satori: noun, in Zen Buddhism, the state of sudden indescribable intuitive enlightenment.
Timeline: November 2008 (while Vi is out after facing her father), D/V

His bloodshot, aching eyes caught every tiny twitch her body made. The rhythmic rise and fall of her chest was the tether on his sanity. Her not-so-steady heartbeat reverberated in his head and thrummed under his fingertips.

Viola had been unconscious for two days. She hadn’t so much as made a sound since she’d collapsed on that Cedar Rapids theater stage after going head-to-head with her father. Duke felt as if the ground had been pulled from beneath his feet. He’d remained calm enough to get her to a safe location and examine her for injuries, but his calm had long since faded. Every second that passed without seeing her lovely hazel eyes or hearing her sweet voice, even if it was to tease him, felt like a decade.

He’d confessed his love for her days earlier, had even acknowledged to himself that he’d always loved her, but as he sat and waited, stomach knotted and heart heavy, he was struck by satori. This was more than lust or friend-love, or a comfortable love. She, who drove him crazy and complicated his life and warmed his soul, was everything.

“Please,” he begged, voice cracking, “you have to wake up, sugar.”

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