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2007-02-02 05:46 am (UTC)
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Cooper stills.
"It worked," he says to the curtains, softly. "How about that."
(A memory, half-felt, half-sensed: do unto others as you would have done unto you.
Laura Palmer is dead, and his hand on her shoulder, and no words spoken; just kindness.)
He turns away from the curtains. They ripple. "And Sarah -- she's...gone?"
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Date: 2007-02-02 05:46 am (UTC)"It worked," he says to the curtains, softly. "How about that."
(A memory, half-felt, half-sensed: do unto others as you would have done unto you.
Laura Palmer is dead, and his hand on her shoulder, and no words spoken; just kindness.)
He turns away from the curtains. They ripple. "And Sarah -- she's...gone?"