Nothing new under countless suns. Countless lovers run across the pages of countless histories from countless planets. Billy let himself sink deep into the age-old ritual of love. There was nothing new about kissing Dom’s neck and belly or the sounds Dom made when he arched off the bed. There were no new words that Billy whispered in Dom’s ear. The sweat on Dom’s brow was as old as the Earth’s lost seas, the seas from which they were both born eons and eons ago. There was nothing new under the sun but you could not tell the farmer boy from Iowa not to be awed at the sight of sea because it was old news. You can not turn a blind eye to the sunset because it happens every evening. You can not ignore the stars because the light that springs from them was kindled before you were born
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This one I'll come back to again and again, I think. Even besides sci-fi being one of my major weaknesses. I love the greenhouse and the dog and the feeling of having something precious.
Don't break my heart if you can possibly help it, please.
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Don't break my heart if you can possibly help it, please.
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