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This is from a scene in the fic I'm writing. No, Quatre really isn't dead. I don't do deathfics, mind you. This is for since the fic is for her too. hehe.

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Excerpt:
"An angel was looking down at me. An angel with short blonde hair, bright eyes, a generous smile and two scimitars strangely familiar in that de-ja-vu sense of mind. He wore a white formal cut tux with white pants. He had huge powerful wings, standing in a protective defensive stance to guard his sacred free spirit. He was holding the two scimitar blades with an obvious intent to use them, but his eyes... they spoke innocence and honesty. They held love in them, a sense of caring. There was a smile on his face, one that seemed to capture the sunrise. He spoke of strength, of leadership, of understanding. Unity. He spoke of well-maintained peace, even in the dance of war. He was standing on a pedestal. There was an "04" chiseled in the upper right corner. The script read my name. Quatre Raberba Winner. This was my tombstone."

Description
This is from a scene in the fic I'm writing. No, Quatre really isn't dead. I don't do deathfics, mind you. This is for since the fic is for her too. hehe.

go to the [link]

Excerpt:
"An angel was looking down at me. An angel with short blonde hair, bright eyes, a generous smile and two scimitars strangely familiar in that de-ja-vu sense of mind. He wore a white formal cut tux with white pants. He had huge powerful wings, standing in a protective defensive stance to guard his sacred free spirit. He was holding the two scimitar blades with an obvious intent to use them, but his eyes... they spoke innocence and honesty. They held love in them, a sense of caring. There was a smile on his face, one that seemed to capture the sunrise. He spoke of strength, of leadership, of understanding. Unity. He spoke of well-maintained peace, even in the dance of war. He was standing on a pedestal. There was an "04" chiseled in the upper right corner. The script read my name. Quatre Raberba Winner. This was my tombstone."