Hey, all. Just thought I'd post this here. I wrote it in answer to inell's ficlet, Breathe, for her birthday. I wasn't going to post at first, but as I'm not sure my muse is really back, I figured I might as well as I might not post one again for awhile. This is just a shortie, a little snapshot of time. Some of you might not understand (especially my ship-mates who don't read Stoatshead Hill *hides from ya'll* ). But I like it. *grins*