The Lost Islands
CLICK FOR IMAGE CREDITS


Je t'aime

Aralusian | Grullo (AA Dd ee) | 15 hh | Five | Fuchs


Perhaps he had been too hasty. With the silence growing between them as she seemed to mull over his affections for what seemed like forever, he was beginning to think he should have waited. A perfect time would have come along and he'd ruined it by being impatient. How unlike Nikola, but Larka had sparked something inside of him.. something that made him panicked, frenzied. The very thought of losing her.. he couldn't.. he couldn't even. He shuddered to even fancy the idea.

When her voice finally came, he stopped breathing. The words, so soft, drew him closer to her. He moved away for just a moment, circling around behind her to slide up her other side. Catching every word and sound, he hooked his nose up under the curve of her jaw. "Oh Larka," he trailed off, eyes closed. He felt horribly vulnerable, exposed but it wasn't his monochrome mare he was frightened of.

"I love you." It was barely a whisper, for her alone.



N I K O L A



Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Link Name:
Link URL:
Image URL:
Password To Edit Post:





Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->