White lilies painted crimson, maroon, and black to suit their prophetic fates. Dances with the night oft’ prove fatal. Will dawn come only for me? Is Winter truly the death or only the rest of maturation? What is love more than a tingly feeling? A fantasy world where women are swept off their feet and… Continue reading Lily
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A Little Night Music
“All right, are we in character or out of character?” He laughed. Softly. “We’re discussing Boethius. It’s your call.” Boethius is not usually so amusing, but this time I think I want to make an exception. He’s a blonde. I’ve always had a weakness for male blondes. Maybe it’s because they remind me of elves.