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Chapter II A wreath of passionate fire encircles a face of pure light, A being, framed by strong shoulders and chest, with gentle hands. Flames from within that flicker and dance with a deep glow, spilling forth happiness from the soulful orbs of his eyes that shine bright like the sun, in spite of the darkness of night. Mischievous and joyful as a Midsummer Goodfellow. And yet... If not for the solid purpose in each step, easily he could be Oberon. Two sides of a coin. Fully alight, there is no stopping the energy that pours forth... From his entire being. All around are consumed by his love. All around are enveloped in his luminescence. All around are enamored by his beautiful soul. It is enchanting to watch. ……How do I know? Because I died…and he brought me back.. He gave me new life and now… My heart beats in rhythm with his. A shared heart-song. We are one. An unbreakable embrace. There was a time....Once..when I danced alone… Then he found me. And now I am home.
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
A Mid-Summer Rebirth
Chapter II A wreath of passionate fire encircles a face of pure light, A being, framed by strong shoulders and chest, with gentle hands. Flames from within that flicker and dance with a deep glow, spilling forth happiness from the soulful orbs of his eyes that shine bright like the sun, in spite of the darkness of night. Mischievous and joyful as a Midsummer Goodfellow. And yet... If not for the solid purpose in each step, easily he could be Oberon. Two sides of a coin. Fully alight, there is no stopping the energy that pours forth... From his entire being. All around are consumed by his love. All around are enveloped in his luminescence. All around are enamored by his beautiful soul. It is enchanting to watch. ……How do I know? Because I died…and he brought me back.. He gave me new life and now… My heart beats in rhythm with his. A shared heart-song. We are one. An unbreakable embrace. There was a time....Once..when I danced alone… Then he found me. And now I am home.
Part 2 of 2. Preceded by: A Winter Death by Dance. A gift for my Valentine <3
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
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