The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Nox
Signs. Giles/Ethan
Many people dream about falling. In his dreams, as a child, he never fell. He was always at the bottom of a tall building, looking up, and the building was so high you couldn't see the end of it. It stretched into the sky, and Ethan was standing on the sidewalk below, smiling smugly, feeling comfortable and safe.
Many dream of guidance. In his dreams as a teen, a black wolf was running on the hills in midday, stopping and waiting for him occasionally, looking back to see if he would follow. And Ethan did. But he never really reached any destination. He still enjoyed the sights and the journey and the feeling of running after the wolf. It's not always about the destination.
Older, he dreamt of a naked forest, trees shivering in the cold, and his lover's face visible in every almost-frozen pond, in the cloudy sky above. Warm eyes and a sad mouth, and some kind of a promise Ethan couldn't begin to decipher. And he'd wake up curled around himself in bed.
Knowing it was time to head to Sunnydale again.
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