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Being threatened by a god had given Dawn little time for religion, but she found the ritual comforting.

Spike stood in the shadows at the back of the church. He'd seen the insides of a lot of churches thanks to Dru's fixation, but in those days a trip to the pulpit usually ended with a body draped over it.

He watched as Dawn lit candles for everyone she'd lost. There were far too many for anyone so young.

Taking her hand as she rejoined him, Spike hoped it would be a long time before she needed to add another candle.


open_on_sundaychallenge #190: memorial
Part of the London!verse
Tags: dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, london, spike
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