epilogue (eden, now) rated nc-17
Nov. 23rd, 2002 11:31 pmSam paces around the house restlessly, not sure what to do with himself and not sure how much time he has to do it anyway. Today (tonight, technically) is his and Aurelian's third anniversary. Three years from the night Aurelian showed up at Sam's tiny apartment at three in the morning, soaking wet, trying to woo him with a copy of The Voice of Venus instead of the more traditional candy and flowers. Three years from the night they sat on the floor and listened to William Mackenzie, ten years dead, blowing his horn in his one shot at immortality. Three years since Aurelian fell hard for a mortal boy, and three years since Sam learned vampires not only exist, but love and live like everyone else.
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