Monday, July 28, 2014

Compound: Watching Mira


*As usual, I woke up first and stretched in bed beside Mira. Turning on my side I look at her sleep, thoroughly spent after the wonderful night we shared. My mind wonders how I am able to be with her after everything I did. I remember dying, our bond stretching and stretching until it snapped and then...nothing. I'll move heaven and earth and even hell before I hurt her again.
I jump out of bed to shower, but before I run downstairs to get a bunch of calla lily blossoms and place them on my pillow beside her. Her sweet blood that sustains and nourishes me smells of lilies...*

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