He was a lover of beauty, surrounded by charm spread in four corners. Tucked in the warmth of his comfortable nook, he bathed in a spectra of colours poured in by queens and goddesses. Every word carried hidden meaning, special strings of stanza woven just for each one, lines making up a song he sang beneath the moonlight ~ an allure no heart could ever deny.
waltzed into his chambers with
air of arrogance
In her he saw determination to claim her possession. In her he saw the need to show off her strength to get the world down on its knees. In her he saw beauty, shamelessly raw and open, unlike any he had ever seen before her. Fire so fierce he was willing to feel the burn all over his body, to reduce his being down to charcoal, ceasing to exist if only to be…
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