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Jun 2020
His lashes fluttered open and greeted him with the sight of her laying firmly against him. Golden rays of light peeking through the curtains, illuminating her soft features. He couldn’t possibly resist taking a closer look. So he peered down at her, auburn eyes swimming with an indescribable feeling, one too powerful to simply be described as love. No, it was a feeling that welled up inside him, threatening to burst as he attempted to keep it inclosed behind a smile. It was warm, sometimes fiery and he couldn’t stop himself from coming closer and closer even if he would burn. This feeling was far too powerful to be described with a mere four letter word. He could say he loves her, but no matter how many times he repeated it it could never possibly encompass this sentiment of his. And so, he decided to let it remain unspoken, for, silence speaks louder than words after all.
Atlas
Written by
Atlas  Alagaësia
(Alagaësia)   
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   atticus wilson
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