Authors note/Disclaimers: Is this really a story? Well, perhaps it is, perhaps it's not...The only thing I know for sure is that I wrote it last night and that you're reading it right now. I know that my grammar and spelling leaves a lot to be wished, but there's really nothing I can do about that. As usually *All Disclaimers Apply*, and happy reading!
Feedback is, as always, appreciated.
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Darkness, total darkness. Impossible to escape. But then;
"Lucas?"
Light?
Could it be? After all this time? After all this year he spent in darkness, could there really be light?
"Lucas?"
Yes, it must be. Light. Finally. And with the light, a voice.
"Lucas?"
A familiar voice, urging him to answer.
"Lucas?"
Yes, he knew that voice. And he wanted to answer it. He wanted the owner of that voice to hold him close and never, ever let go.
So he opened his eyes.
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