It brought to mind an image of lounging comfortably on a picnic blanket in the soft grass, downwind of an orchard whose trees were in full bloom, and reading aloud from Julian’s first edition of Lord of the Rings or a stirring volume of Cardassian folk poetry, while Julian listened in with quiet affection, his head resting comfortably in Garak’s lap. There was a flask of aromatic tea and a tin of softly spiced biscuits, and the sun was warm, tempered by a gentle breeze. Now there was an idea for a date if ever there was one, he thought: a dangerous thought to think, of course, but it was hard not to when Julian was so near to him.
- Set Fire to my Heart
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