Blue Like The Moonlight
Uriel breathed, closing the gap, sweet, soft lips moulded, carved to fit one another.
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Indeed, why not?
He just didn't know it yet. That he did indeed have something, and that Erin was right that there was something.
So, there's something.
There's something. Something that was real, and more than just a fleeting fantasy made up in the figments of the human imagination. That 'something' holds the power of the universe, able to hush the wails of those lulled by love. The love for objects, animals, people. The sheer power of the magic that is our brain cannot even fathom its existence; and that just a succinct vindication of that 'something's' utter power.
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