A/N: This will be a series of small vignettes involving Will, Tessa, and Jem. I was listening to the amazing cover of "Clarity" by Sam Tsui and felt inspired. ;) Each chapter will be based off of consecutive lines from the song.

"I dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life…"

Tessa's hands, chilled by the night air sweeping past the open window, were cold, and for a moment she could imagine their warmth, in all of its simplicity. It was a refreshing thought, rushing over her with all the force of a headlong dive into icy water, and she sighed as Will's hands, so very smooth against her skin, were lain over hers with the utmost care, the familiar muscles snaking beneath his skin like a careful latticework of everything and all things utterly Will.

Her eyes flickered to where his face would be, his gentle eyes shining with a sharp smile as he quoted Sydney Carton, and she smiled.

His face would be there, if it were one hundred years ago, and the comforting touch of his skin dissipated into the ghost of hands pressed to hers, the sensation lost as the wind blew past her hair, the tears in her eyes already drying.

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