He drops his gaze to the omelette in front of him, delicately picking up his knife and fork to begin cutting in. It partially hides the smile he wears now, fond and faint.
"...One that I never thought I would experience," he adds softly.
Sitting here with his friend, taking their ease with the soft murmur of other patrons around them - a quiet pleasure he had taken for granted back then. He will never make that mistake again. Every moment is precious. Every second of every minute of every hour...
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He drops his gaze to the omelette in front of him, delicately picking up his knife and fork to begin cutting in. It partially hides the smile he wears now, fond and faint.
"...One that I never thought I would experience," he adds softly.
Sitting here with his friend, taking their ease with the soft murmur of other patrons around them - a quiet pleasure he had taken for granted back then. He will never make that mistake again. Every moment is precious. Every second of every minute of every hour...
Is this what it's like to be mortal?