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dc_holiday ([info]dc_holiday) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-05-09 01:26:00


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Mother's Day
Mothers are the place that we call home.
On them we rest our heads and close our eyes.
There's no one else who grants the same soft peace,
Happiness, contentment, sweet release,
Erasing nighttime tears with lullabies,
Restoring the bright sun that makes us bloom. - Anonymous


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[info]superpowerboy
2010-05-09 05:11 am UTC (link)
Tim just sits on a rooftop in Metropolis in his new costume. Legs hanging over the edge of the building, the displaced young man stares at the flowers he's got in hand. One blue, one purple, one red. He bought them for his mother before he remembered that in this dimension, his mother wasn't his mother. The apartment he'd been going to fly to wasn't his family's apartment. He's stuck in a dimension away from his family and friends. And it really hurts.

"Sorry Mom..." he whispers, regretting that he couldn't be home with his family right now. He's just alone...

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