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May 2 - May 5, 2024
“My dear,” he chuckled, his black eyes admitting just a hint of silver, the lines of his aging face creasing into an amused grin. “You are hardly the slightest of anything.”
She moved back to face the Baron and pulled the ornate comb from her hair, tossing it to the dry earth. Her locks cascaded down her open back, a contrast to her pale, porcelain skin in a shimmer of bronze, enhanced by the last goodbye of the fading sun. “The more you try to bind me, Baron, the less of me you’ll have.”
“If my heart could,” “I would see you more,” “Than twice a day.” “Than twice a night.” “But I have not the strength.” “Nor do I, my love.” “So I will see you at dawn.” “So I will see you at dusk.” “Said the sun to the moon.” “Said the moon to the sun.”
“I don’t know if I’m the right one either. But, I promise I’ll try. I’ve…fallen in love with Felgren and I don’t want to see its death. The trees, the creatures that make their homes here—the essence of Felgren feels like—like my home now.” She huffed and shook her head. “It’s like—like thinking you knew what nurtured your soul until you find the real thing, you know? Like waking up from a disappointing dream, to discover you’re safe and sound in your own bed.”
He leaned against her doorframe, one hand in his pocket, the epitome of what she would call handsome, sexy, and a steamy pile of confidence. She immediately swallowed any thoughts of dismissing him.
“Kiss me? Why, Baron Revich, I thought you’d never ask.” She grinned, her lips lingering above his own, all sense of caution gone as she leaned closer to his warm body. “It’s Rev,” he whispered, mumbling the rest on her open mouth, “just Rev.”
And his eyes. She groaned aloud and rubbed the space between her own. His eyes constantly reminded her of home.
“Satisfy your desires, but keep your heart to yourself. You are its sole protector.”
“So go. Be great. Be happy and fulfilled. But know this, Ash’Arah—if you leave, you leave a stain. I have scoured and I have scrubbed until I have little feeling left, yet thoughts of you remain. Since the day you arrived, you have not left my thoughts, and I cannot seem to distance my soul from yours. I have accepted it, and I see it not as a loss, but as an answer to the question I didn’t realize I was seeking.
I got to touch you, and hold you, to kiss your lips as they are the very part of the soul my heart resides in, and I would never once utter words to counter that.
you cannot go through your life thinking no one has loved you. Thinking no one has seen your soul, because I have. I see it, Ash. And I love you for it.”
“I love you,” he repeated. “These words are yours. And they are words I will speak forever until the day I am forced to stop.”
Life was about letting yourself go. Giving yourself to someone, even with the risks that came with it.
She had set him on fire, and he would not be doused.
His scent hits me like a rock to the face, his warmth I could wrap myself in for days and never leave, even if it slowly suffocated me into a lifeless ball of skin and limbs.
Your life ends tomorrow, Heimlen, and I will not mourn it.”
