Jan 13, 2008 19:35
Marian stirred slightly, her arm tangled in fabric, either of her shift, or the light sheets they had taken to sleeping with since the warm weather had returned. She could feel Silence's eyes on her, tilting her head toward him with a smile. "Is it morning already?"
She wished it were not, and pulled him close for a kiss.
silence,
marian
Leave a comment
Comments 25
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment