A/N: Inspired by and written for the prompt "transient beauty" on the LJ comm linebyline. 100 words. Unless linebyline inspires me again, this will probably be the last chapter of "Twilight of the Dawn", but I'm currently 5/6 of the way through a five-times fic for Moonlight called "War Stories", so watch for that.

Transience
(7/20/08)

She was aging, as humans did. She stood before him, as stunningly beautiful as always, and getting just a little bit older every second, and somehow that made it, made her, even more beautiful.

Because it wouldn’t last, couldn’t last. Not forever. And because she was here now, with him, making the most of every second that it did.

Her mortality made everything a little scarier, yes. But knowing that it was possible she and her beauty and her life wouldn’t be here with him next year or next week or tomorrow – it made him cherish her all the more.