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 All I Need A Lightning x Snow Christmas Fan-fiction Lost in tranquil thought, Lightning’s bright aquamarine gazed out the window at the gentle white flurries plummeting from the sky. She had woken up to it this morning upon rolling out of bed and making herself a cup of coffee, and had since been leaning over the back of the couch viewing the snowfall from the perfect window seat. Mesmerized with the spray of soft glitter, she attentively watched the falling snow’s tumbling descent, noticing that some flurries traveled straight down while others took their time, spiraling and lilting with the winter wind as if to prolong their

 Ordinary Yeul x Noel “It's being here now that's important. There's no past and there's no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can't relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don't know if there is one.” -George Harrison Part 2: “Guess who just finished their first session of Physical Therapy?” My head shot up as I smiled with delight at the sound of Noel’s voice. As he casually crossed the hospital floor to the nurses’ station, I set aside my work and eased my way around the counter to greet him. As soon as No

  Ordinary Yeul x Noel “It's being here now that's important. There's no past and there's no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can't relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don't know if there is one.” -George Harrison Once upon a time, we all lived in a universe ruled by the powerful god Bhunivelze. He created the world and the slaves that he charged to govern over his creation while he slept in his own distant realm. At the end of time, Bhunivelze awoke from his slumber to oversee the death of the old world and to welcome the birth o

 Forever and A Day Snow x Lightning Epilogue – After Forever Snow: “This is not me letting you go.” I think about that day all the time. Yes, even now. I never stopped thinking about that day, those four precious minutes, the words I had spoken so solemnly, the way I felt. But even more so, I never stopped thinking about her… I couldn’t stop. And given the choice, I still wouldn’t stop. They—whoever “they” are exactly—always say that if you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours. If it doesn’t, then it was never meant to be… but the thing is