He laughs, despite himself, a little bitter. "You know. This is the trouble with prophecies. You don't know how and you don't know when, and you don't know if time split and this is the timeline where one of us dies in a freak gardening accident. You know?"
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Date: 2006-12-08 03:49 am (UTC)