02-24-2017, 07:43 PM
ORION'S BELT
As the last rays of orange have faded from view he now sees her in a different light. The moonlight shimmers an array of brilliant whites against her pale coat. She wearily nears as if she has second thoughts of their first meeting becoming another. As distance closed between them a smile appears as kind as he remembered it to be. As did he offered the same pleasant greeting but he was sure it was no match to hers. Never. She spoke and his lobes flickered to catch each words. Each soft and beautiful word. His soft blue gaze found hers as he replied, "'Tis a pleasure as always M'Lady." She looked as stunning as she had the first moment he had seen her. His gaze lost deep in her sea green eyes as she slipped away to view the lands. A comment made of its beauty and his thoughts. His gaze never strayed, never faultered from her. He had seen many beautiful nights in his time with none comparing to what his sights lay upon now. His vocals soft and deep he agreed, "Tis now..."
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