#this tugged on my heart strings so much and
My gift for @commander-sarahs-art for the @masseffectholidaycheer
Happy reaping and I hope you enjoy!
Rating: G
You can also read it here on Ao3.
the courage of stars
Anderson was dead. Shepard was sure that her time was coming soon, but not just yet. She had been fighting for so long and she just had to fight a little while longer. The Catalyst had told her what needed to be done; had told her the choice she had to make. Nothing like holding the fate of the entire galaxy in her hands. She was half tempted to turn around and just shoot the ghostly figure, but she didn’t even have the energy for that.
Miranda stumbled forward, dropping to her knee as the fatigue hit her. They couldn’t have made this easy? A simple button she could have pressed as she sat back on the ground, waiting for her inevitable end? She wheezed out a breath, her vision going dark for a moment. There were broken bones and surely some internal bleeding, but she had to keep moving. She pushed off from her knee, at least she tried to, but fell forward instead, barely catching herself with an outstretched arm. Her vision went dark again and there was a ringing in her ears now. She was fading. Fast. And there was only one person on her mind now.
…your soft place to land.
… luckiest man alive.
… can’t lose you again.
I’ll be waiting.
THE WAY IN WHICH I AM ABSOLUTELY SCREAMING AND CRYING RN IS INDESCRIBABLE IN WORDS I AM AHFJSJFJSJFJDJFJDJFJDKRK, THIS IS BEAUTIFUL AND WONDERFUL AND SO PERFECT AND YOU WROTE MIRANDA SO WELL AND IM JUST SOBBING AGFJSHFJSJFJDJFKDJFFJ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS I WILL TREASURE IT (AND ALSO THE EDIT TOO WAS SAVED TO MY PHONE W HASTE SO I CAN STARE AT IT FOR HOURS) THANK YOU SO SO MUCH
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