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A breeze, cool and unhurried, swept through the branches, setting them swaying in a gentle rhythm. The fragrance of the blossoms drifted in waves, rich and sweet, mingling with the soft murmur of leaves—two voices in perfect accord.
Some quiet, invisible force held Bruce in place. He turned, and there it was again: a cascade of petals caught in the dying light, settling like pale crowns upon the dark silk of Dick’s hair.
Something unspoken surged in his chest, rising without warning. The wind, in its tender restlessness, seemed to ripple the still waters he had kept untouched for so long, sending delicate rings across a lake that had known only silence.
Inevitably, Dick shed the coat once more, as if in some half-conscious ritual. The gesture tugged Bruce backward in time, to the first nights after the boy had arrived—when a seven- or eight-year-old Dick would kick his blanket to the floor almost every night. After patrol, Bruce would pause at the door across the hall; if the blanket lay crumpled on the ground, he would lift it quietly, laying it over the small, sleeping form without a word.
This English translation was created with the assistance of an AI.
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- Part 9 of My All!Dick One-Shot
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