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Post by Jewel on Sept 15, 2005 2:17:35 GMT -5
"And... do you think... you might... love him?"
No sound was heard other than the slow, relaxed breathing of a pale pink sleeping pegasus. Firefly's body and mind had given into the comforting darkness, and drifted off into dreams.
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Post by Crescent on Sept 15, 2005 2:25:33 GMT -5
Medley waited for some while in suspended silence.
"...Firefly?"
There was no other noise than the steady breathing against his chest. He realised that she had drifted off. An involuntary smile came over his lips, and he caressed her navy locks with a gentle hoof, looking at her pale pink body curving against his aqua green one. She was so beautiful to him. The marks of age merely became her.
"Sleep well, love," he whispered quietly into her hair, smiling into her hair as he closed his eyes, tightening his hold of her. He didn't want to wake her up, and besides, there was hardly anything he would have wanted more than to continue this moment and stay cuddled up with her, and so he didn't leave. Who did he have in his own home to wait for him, after all?
And there they remained, in each other's arms, as Medley began to drift off to sleep as well.
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Post by Crescent on Sept 17, 2005 7:15:58 GMT -5
[[oh... cont. in a new thread]]
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