โโ sparsely kept the cold off her skin, and along with his cold stare, forcing an involuntary shiver through body. โi โ ah,โ a wince, โplease do not tell.โ murmured out. โthank you, though ..โ
where words often fail her, actions make up. late at night, between bouts of moonlight, often she found herself tangled with a blade, slashes of movement as beautiful as the ocean itself.
very seldom had she been interrupted ( or, โโ
โโ more accurately, caught. ) from dance, and yet, there was no way for her to know this streak would end soon.
startled, blade drops by feet, hands coming up to cover chin, flushed at the sound of a man behind her. nightgown โโ
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