The Magic of Ordinary Days by AcrossFandoms Stale Result (Last seen: )
She did not mind being alone. But loneliness was different. It was cruel, unfeeling. It dimmed the light in her mind until she knew nothing but darkness. In her blindness, she grasped for the first light she saw. It fell through her fingers. Then she is presented with something warm, steady, & full of potential. What does one do with an ember? (in Ao3 as "Embers of Ordinary Days")