#something something i like to believe that sam has a growth spurt around 25

[sighonaraa]

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hello hello!! here is a wippet from the beginning of chapter 2 of the ending where you finally find your way home, which i am VERY excited about:

Sam lunged forward at the same time Jamie’s legs gave out beneath him, having been anticipating the eventual collapse for the last five minutes, ever since Jamie’s skin had gone waxen and his eyes had begun darting like a rabbit that’s been caught in a trap. He managed to catch Jamie before his skull connected with the floor, and he hefted him into his arms gently, gently. It was odd, in a through-the-looking-glass sort of way. Sam had jokingly carried Jamie around thousands of times—but never when Jamie had been this young, because Sam had been even younger, and hadn’t yet hit the growth spurt that made it easy now for him to heave almost all of his teammates over a shoulder whenever he wanted to be irritating. Were someone to hold up a mirror to Sam’s face now, he couldn’t be entirely certain that he’d see his proper self staring back. “Is he breathing?” said Jan Maas, venturing closer. It had hurt him more than he was letting on that Jamie hadn’t remembered him; that he’d come from a time before they’d ever met. Sam could tell in the way his mouth pursed at the corners, and in the way his eyes, as they drank in the sight of this newly-twenty-three-again Jamie, were shadowed and pooled, like sunlight darkened by the clouds.