Oh, this is beautiful -- much more than I expected! Thank you!
In the beginning, whenever anyone touched him, he’d squeeze his eyes shut and think of that boy that had taught him the rules of swimming. He’d think of threading through cool, clear water, watching as his toes would flex and un-flex while he swam further each lap.
This just breaks my heart. I can imagine him needing this sort of escape. *cuddles Hunter*
He stands at the edge of seemingly endless pool of water, eyeing the distance from where he is now to where he will end up. He stretches his arms back, rolling his head slowly from one side to the other. Taking a deep breath before diving in, he lets the coolness surround them, pushing and pulling…
I love how you've transformed the act of swimming by the end into something he can reclaim. Beautifully done. ♥
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Date: 2008-10-27 11:52 pm (UTC)In the beginning, whenever anyone touched him, he’d squeeze his eyes shut and think of that boy that had taught him the rules of swimming. He’d think of threading through cool, clear water, watching as his toes would flex and un-flex while he swam further each lap.
This just breaks my heart. I can imagine him needing this sort of escape. *cuddles Hunter*
He stands at the edge of seemingly endless pool of water, eyeing the distance from where he is now to where he will end up. He stretches his arms back, rolling his head slowly from one side to the other. Taking a deep breath before diving in, he lets the coolness surround them, pushing and pulling…
I love how you've transformed the act of swimming by the end into something he can reclaim. Beautifully done. ♥