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Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Author’s Notes: Fluff in a weird version. Such a rare occurrence for me, this fluff thing. A spell is done.
Feedback: Please. Let me know if some of the elements I used don’t make sense.
Summary: Poem. Isn’t it about time Buffy and Angel got what they wanted?

Awards Won:
Runner Up Best Poem at the When The Sun Sets Awards, Round 4

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I can see them gathering
The dark sky slowly fading into black
As the clouds above my head
Yield to the coming storm.
Is it real?
Am I truly standing here,
Face turned up against the final rays of the dying sun,
Skin warmed from the hours passed,
Contemplating the ending light?
Morbid thoughts begin to form in my mind
Before dissipating quickly.
How can I be so quick to think such things?
Because I am the Slayer?
The original?
The one girl chosen so long ago,
Only to bring on the "Slayer Revolution"?

He still calls me the original.
I guess it’s never occurred to him that it’s a lie.
I don’t feel like the original.
How can I?
I was only the Slayer for a few mere months
Before realizing I wasn’t alone.
I wasn’t special.
I had to die before I could kill my greatest enemy.
How is that great?
I can feel the storm’s approach just as I always feel his.
My skin tingles in anticipation as it gets closer.
The final showdown has come.
Am I ready?
For the first time in my life,
I think I am.

As I turn away from the cliff,
Approaching the gathering at the base of the mountain,
A smile curves my lips.
He’s waiting for me now that the sun has gone,
Now that the storm approaches.
He is waiting for the time when he will join me
In the day, in the sun, in the light.

As our friends begin the chant, we smile as one.
That time has come.
It is now.
The bright light blinds my eyes as the rain falls
And I know it is done.
He is free.
With me. For me.
And forever by my side.

Fin

 

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