09-25-2016, 10:01 AM
Another lovely night, another meander through the forest Revol has come to love so much. The full moon shines down on the world from high above, its silver light filtering through the ever-thickening canopy of mid-spring greenery. And some of it even reaches down to meet the silver of her face, a gentle caress of like to like.
She’s always loved the moonlight.
Time has passed, as it is wont to do, since her adventure with her nameless lover elsewhere in this forest of hidden delights. She’d drifted off to sleep with him standing over her, but when she’d awoken it was to the silver and white of her very first imagining standing beside her only in her mind, his eyes searching hers for reassurance. No words, but he’d never needed them. Quiet, steady, watchful, that was her shining knight. And when he’d made sure she was alright (mmm, so very alright) he’d smiled that tiny smile of his, one corner of his mouth softening infinitesimally, and vanished, his job done for the moment.
Perhaps she should have been surprised or disappointed by her lover’s absence. But while she would certainly have been up for more, she had pushed him far enough for one day. So she’d smiled a wistful little smile and let out a quiet, satisfied sigh, and spent a few moments daydreaming and remembering his touch and the weight of his body and the fire that had lit his amber eyes. And then she’d risen to her feet and set off on another wander.
Wandering and pondering, that’s exactly what Revol is up to tonight as well. She lets the gentle caress of moonlight on her face sweep her away again until the world around her barely exists. And if perhaps she is imagining a much more tangible caress, well no one needs to know about that, now do they? A smile plays at the edge of her lips as she walks, managing through years of practice to avoid bumping into trees at least. Though she certainly makes no promises about her ability to dodge if she happens to stumble across a certain not-so-stranger.
Ha. If only.
She’s always loved the moonlight.
Time has passed, as it is wont to do, since her adventure with her nameless lover elsewhere in this forest of hidden delights. She’d drifted off to sleep with him standing over her, but when she’d awoken it was to the silver and white of her very first imagining standing beside her only in her mind, his eyes searching hers for reassurance. No words, but he’d never needed them. Quiet, steady, watchful, that was her shining knight. And when he’d made sure she was alright (mmm, so very alright) he’d smiled that tiny smile of his, one corner of his mouth softening infinitesimally, and vanished, his job done for the moment.
Perhaps she should have been surprised or disappointed by her lover’s absence. But while she would certainly have been up for more, she had pushed him far enough for one day. So she’d smiled a wistful little smile and let out a quiet, satisfied sigh, and spent a few moments daydreaming and remembering his touch and the weight of his body and the fire that had lit his amber eyes. And then she’d risen to her feet and set off on another wander.
Wandering and pondering, that’s exactly what Revol is up to tonight as well. She lets the gentle caress of moonlight on her face sweep her away again until the world around her barely exists. And if perhaps she is imagining a much more tangible caress, well no one needs to know about that, now do they? A smile plays at the edge of her lips as she walks, managing through years of practice to avoid bumping into trees at least. Though she certainly makes no promises about her ability to dodge if she happens to stumble across a certain not-so-stranger.
Ha. If only.
@[Ainlif]