Spikeid X

Back into the swing of the endgame now, where perhaps unsurprisingly I find myself getting a bit more wordy than before, so this book clocks in at ~4600 words (~580 lines). Still Spuffy (though Spike&Gunn + Spike&Illyria are probably more relevant labels here), still PG-13, still warnings generally for death and denied agency, though they only vaguely come up in this book. Big thanks to brutti_ma_buoni, who betas like a trooper and slapped my wrist in all the right places. Not in a weird way. Um.

Spike and the others return to the upper world.

[IX]

X

      It’s later, in the evening, when Spike stands
With cigarette, back on the roof again –
The one that’s so familiar, where he
Escaped from rain and war and ruined streets.
Of course, this tarmac’s now ( ... )