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Precious dawn…

  Vohne hadn’t slept a single minute, but he couldn’t care less. Just being close to her again sufficed to find him absolutely content, in the early morning’s light. Sure he had spend the night trying to process the eve’s revelations, but he didn’t feel tired at all. Cibelle lay just next to him, where…… Continue reading Precious dawn…

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Sweet dreams…

  Closing her eyes was not a slip into a restfull night…   It was a shortcut to his long wanted, welcoming embrace.   Morpheus’ arms? she giggled to herself, ‘So much for me’…   ‘I need no God to look over my sleep!   Just him….’