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“A Weaver’s purpose is to tie together the lives of druid and Fae. To link those of us who keep watch over the land and its people. It is a rare gift.”
Stand with me, brothers and sisters of the Fae. Let me be your sword, for I will strike down any who threaten you. Let me be your shield, for I will weather you through this storm. Let me be the biting cold of winter and the blistering heat of summer, for I will cut through the forces of Fionn the Wise and bring you home!”
“Never take away a woman’s choice to stand by her man. Do you hear me?” “I hear you.”
“Anyone can be beautiful if they love themselves, but not everyone can be intelligent. Which do you want to be?”
“If I measured my worth in beauty, I would live a life full of riches and happiness. If I am valued for the knowledge I impart on the world, then I live forever.”
“I pledge my soul to you,” he growled. “My heart, my mind, my life are now yours.”
Somehow, she knew she was supposed to say the words. “I pledge my soul to you, my heart, my mind, and my life are now yours.”
My poetry for you is a vow. The world may burn down around us, but nary a flame shall touch thy beloved flesh. The ocean may swallow the land, but I shall be your ship and feed you sweet air. A sword may try to cut you down, but I will bear all your wounds. I have lived a thousand years in the dark, waiting for the rays of your sunlight.”
“You are a storm of a soul contained in a glass bottle. So fragile and easily harmed, yet powerful in every other way.” His shoulders rocked in a shudder. “You take my breath away.”
“I pledge myself to you.” His breath fanned across her lips as the tempo of their bodies quickened. “Everywhere you go, I shall follow. You are the only light in my life, the beacon at the end of a long and winding road. Together we will be more than lovers, husband and wife, king and queen. We are a thousand years of want and desire and love. So much love.”
“What is a queen without a king?” She licked her lips and turned into the green mist of her ancestors. “A dark, powerful creature with no man to temper her steel. You shall wield a sword as your crown, a whip as your jewels, and armor as your gown.”
