Stepping carefully between the razor sharp crystals that fanned around the opening to the adjacent cavern, Strange bore two crude bowls carved from fossilized bone. Clea was sitting peacefully in the lotus posture, her eyes closed in meditation.
He stopped for a moment as memories of the silver haired girl who studied dutifully in his Sanctum Sanctorum long ago floated across his consciousness. Despite his recent labors and brush with Death, he smiled as his heart swelled with tenderness.
At the sound of her husband’s baritone voice, Clea’s serene expression is transformed into a visage of warmth. Her smile waxes like the dawn of morning and her lavender eyes sparkle as the open and look upon his continence.
Rising from her meditations, she closes the distance between them and her hands find his chest a her lips seek out his.
The kiss takes him out of time and he floats in the timeless embrace. Her words bring him back. "I have no idea." He laughs. "Raul claims that it is, however I cannot fathom how he knows that."
Raul, though unquestionably loyal to Clea, had been aloof and cold to Strange as usual. It was not hard to guess why.
Taking the bowls from her husband, she leads him to the nest of blankets and crude cushions that has served as their bed during their stay in this strange labyrinth "Raul found this place. No one is more familiar with it’s mysteries than he."
Inspecting the blue contents of the bowl suspiciously for a moment, her eyes then trailed back up to Strange’s. "Did you make this?"
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He stopped for a moment as memories of the silver haired girl who studied dutifully in his Sanctum Sanctorum long ago floated across his consciousness. Despite his recent labors and brush with Death, he smiled as his heart swelled with tenderness.
Are you hungry my love??
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Rising from her meditations, she closes the distance between them and her hands find his chest a her lips seek out his.
"MMmmm is it morning already?"
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"I have no idea." He laughs.
"Raul claims that it is, however I cannot fathom how he knows that."
Raul, though unquestionably loyal to Clea, had been aloof and cold to Strange as usual. It was not hard to guess why.
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"Raul found this place. No one is more familiar with it’s mysteries than he."
Inspecting the blue contents of the bowl suspiciously for a moment, her eyes then trailed back up to Strange’s.
"Did you make this?"
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