When the dust has settled and you reel around in frantic fighting stance, your gaze levels out across the wind swept field and who is left? Did you mis strike in the heat of battle and tear down the dearest thing you have ever known or did you shake yourself free of the bonds of stationary life? I miss his steady gaze and the sound...
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yonderboy:
... hey there...
yonderboy:
I'm thinking it's time for an update...
Today I am languidly elated locked in the tower of my love with no need of rescue.