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rabidsamfanHis ribs had healed enough that the damaged section no longer rose and sank with each breath, but the dark purple of the bruising there showed clearly where he had been struck. He took a deeper breath, and quirked a shaky smile in my direction. "It's almost easier to breathe," he observed.
Easier, perhaps, but he was beginning to tremble. I eased him back onto the pillows and laid my fingertips upon the pulse point in his throat, waiting until the tumultuous fluttering of his heart began to steady into a more regular rhythm before I allowed myself to relax.
Easier, perhaps, but he was beginning to tremble. I eased him back onto the pillows and laid my fingertips upon the pulse point in his throat, waiting until the tumultuous fluttering of his heart began to steady into a more regular rhythm before I allowed myself to relax.
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Date: 2009-11-10 03:42 am (UTC)Looking forward to more!
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