(In response to the Writing Excuses S3 Ep18 prompt.)
And now he sleeps. She caresses his cheek briefly, wondering. Seven years they have been lovers; seven years he hath dwelt in Faerie. The time is almost through. Her heart wrenches at the thought: soon all will be undone.
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Friday, October 2, 2009
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