Last Line
Rules: Post the last line you’ve written in an WIP.
Thank you for the tag, @randomfoggytiger
She couldn’t because she knew he was in her bones now, her blood….and that every moment past this, no matter what or where… would quietly belong to him.
Tagging @mashnotesofthemythopoeic
I think everyone else has been tagged already lol.
Thank you for the tag, @settle-down-frohike. Just today I was driving past a cornfield and got the cornfield FEELS so hard. Only you guys would know. You have no idea how much I miss all of you and Mulder and Scully. I'm fine, in the Scully sense, and writing stuff, but it's always harder than writing fic. Anyway, I scrounged around and this was all I could find:
Scully: I know a man, a man in the abstract, who monitors stations broadcast by the stars: he has an ear for a runnel under science, a feel for fallacy; the beat of his life is set to an Indian flute or the droplets of the Amazon onto leaf brackets after a storm.
tagging those slackers @scullymakesmefeelautopsyturvy and @slippinmickeys

















