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"And they lived ever after." Dru whispered to the moon.
"Happily ever after, pet." Spike mumbled against her cool white skin. "We'll live happily ever after."
Dru pushed him away then curled into ball with her hands buried in her hair. "Always dark, dark night, dark blood, scent heavy in the air, then
sun comes, and the sun makes me so sad, Spike! So angry! All my happiness, down in dust."
"Hush, princess. If ever the sun shines, I'll be your parasol. Spike'll keep you happy, naught to worry you."
But she wouldn’t be comforted, as long as they lived.
"Happily ever after, pet." Spike mumbled against her cool white skin. "We'll live happily ever after."
Dru pushed him away then curled into ball with her hands buried in her hair. "Always dark, dark night, dark blood, scent heavy in the air, then
sun comes, and the sun makes me so sad, Spike! So angry! All my happiness, down in dust."
"Hush, princess. If ever the sun shines, I'll be your parasol. Spike'll keep you happy, naught to worry you."
But she wouldn’t be comforted, as long as they lived.
