PicnicShe stirred and opened her eyes to see an arm above her, reaching over. It was her boyfriend turning off the alarm that had woken them. Today they were going for a picnic to celebrate her birthday. As she was getting ready he prepared a hamper and blankets for them to sit on and together they left the house, destination unknown to her. He was taking her somewhere secret where they could have some privacy to eat and talk.Picnic
After half an hour of walking along the canal bank he turned off down a mud track which was barely worthy of the name as it was so faint and overgrown. It wo
Meetings by MoonlightThe mum stood up and announced that she was finally going to bed. Finally. It was ten past two in the morning and she’d been waiting for her to go to bed for over an hour and a half now. That would leave just her and her boyfriend’s brother alone again. And he was already looking tired, yawning and stretching. He kept on getting up and walking round the room as if thinking about going upstairs. But no he was just going to get another beer. That would make it nine tonight. His mum wished them goodnight and then walked upstairs leaving them alone.Meetings by Moonlight
Off-LimitsHe is sitting across the room from her again. She looks at him out of the corner of her eye, knowing that he won’t notice either the look or the looker. Everyone else is in bed and they are alone together again. It is not through design, at least not on his part, they are just late sleepers. She imagines what would happen if she were to go over to him and kiss him. In her imaginings he kisses her back and feels the passion which she is feeling, but this is unlikely. He is almost family but that only increases her desire and she longs to feel his hands on her face, against her bOff-Limits
--My Name--She looked up through salt-stained eyelashes, her face soaked with sea-spray tears. Her sodden wings no longer seemed to function, full of holes and screaming with pain. She stretched them gingerly and cringed. Her time spent in the cage made them used to inaction and it hurt to move them from the folded position on her back. Gingerly she stood. Nude, she looked somewhat like a nymph. Her hair streamed down her back to brush the base of her spine in a golden waterfall. At least it did when dry, she thought to herself, ringing out the sodden, tangled mass. Her wings were evide--My Name--
New Entry
It will be in four parts and the first part is "Off-Limits"
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Mighty Kushiel, of Rod and weal
Late of the brazen portals,
With blood-tip'd dart a wound unhealed
Pricks the eyen of chosen mortals.
-- Kushiel's Dart by Jacqueline Carey
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LOVE THE CHEETAH!
HUG THE CHEETAH!
GET MAULED BY THE CHEETAH!
ALL IN A DAYS WORK FOR:iconcheetahfur:
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If on your deathbed you can look back at your life and count five true friends then you are a lucky person...... except for the whole deathbed thing.
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Member of: ~AsThouWilt
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If on your deathbed you can look back at your life and count five true friends then you are a lucky person...... except for the whole deathbed thing.
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"You are a treasure I don't want to lose."
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"Man it takes a silly girl
to lie about the dreams she has,
But it takes a lonely one,
to wish that she had never dreamt at all."
Dashboard Confessional - " Carve Your Heart Out Yourself"
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"Man it takes a silly girl
to lie about the dreams she has,
But it takes a lonely one,
to wish that she had never dreamt at all."
Dashboard Confessional - " Carve Your Heart Out Yourself"
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Love*AsThouWilt
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