[a few centuries ago, bucky would have been one of his; one of the dogged men who, understanding or not, threw their lot in with the trickster. the hunger to survive brought them back to him, time and time again.
but this is now. this isn't the distant worship of someone holding half a refracted image. this is bucky, who knows him (good, strange, ugly) and still wants to know more. this is the intimate worship of personal devotion, drenched in understanding.
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[a few centuries ago, bucky would have been one of his; one of the dogged men who, understanding or not, threw their lot in with the trickster. the hunger to survive brought them back to him, time and time again.
but this is now. this isn't the distant worship of someone holding half a refracted image. this is bucky, who knows him (good, strange, ugly) and still wants to know more. this is the intimate worship of personal devotion, drenched in understanding.
what a deadly, wonderful thing, love.]
We won't give up. I'll promise if you promise.