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Here I go with Dru again
Drusilla/Spike
Pre series
Rated G
Autumn Stroll
Well fed and pleased with the night Spike holds her hand as they walk in the park together. She loves the trees in autumn they dress up in their party clothes and chat with the stars. Everything is colder and sharper closer to death and the wind smells of ashes. Drusilla remembers loving sprigged muslin dresses and the tender new buds of spring. She shouldn’t feel cold but she begs Spike for his coat anyway.
Drusilla/Spike
Pre series
Rated G
Autumn Stroll
Well fed and pleased with the night Spike holds her hand as they walk in the park together. She loves the trees in autumn they dress up in their party clothes and chat with the stars. Everything is colder and sharper closer to death and the wind smells of ashes. Drusilla remembers loving sprigged muslin dresses and the tender new buds of spring. She shouldn’t feel cold but she begs Spike for his coat anyway.
