silvreon: The last thing they see is each other’s face, illuminated by a bright white light. A

silvreon:

The last thing they see is each other’s face, illuminated by a bright white light. And as they share one last smile, the same thought crosses both their minds:

    I wouldn’t have chosen another way to leave this world.

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So one of my favorite writers reminded me about the fic called Lay us Down and I immediately stopped everything I was doing to read it, die all over again, and then sketch this.