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love is a temple / love the higher law
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It was well past midnight, but I was still awake, my eyes traveling the path of the moon's ascent as it inched across my window. Finally I could take no more and rose, flinging a light robe around my shoulders. Joscelin stirred and looked at me, his eyes alert and gleaming. "I can't sleep," I said. "I'm going for a walk." He watched me go, wanting ( Read more... ) -
when the snows are gone...
I had gone to sleep chilly, glad for the blanket I'd wrapped myself up in, burrowed deep into its warmth. When I woke, though, I felt I was drowning in it, and clawed my way free to discover the world had returned to the state it was in before December had arrived, hot and humid and tropical ( Read more... ) -
if you can find your way back to me...
The sun was setting and I was standing in what was to become my temple to Elua, thinking. The ground had been mostly cleared before the snows came, thanks to several days' work at weeding, and though it was covered in a soft blanket of white, I could see in my mind's eye where each piece was to make its home-- here, a bench; there, a fountain; ( Read more... ) -
HOMEPLOT III : Kushiel's Temple, Sunday morning
After the excesses of the previous night, and with much still weighing on my mind, I knew as soon as I woke (soon after dawn, the horizon having barely shed the blackness of night) what I must do. It may not truly be Terre d'Ange, I thought, garbing myself in the simple brown I had once worn to visit the Yeshuites, but I believe Kushiel's healing ( Read more... ) -
HOMEPLOT I: the city of elua, early morning
I awoke with a soft sound of enjoyment, stretching my toes out to the edge of the bed and tracing a hand down Joscelin's side. It was cool, a cooler morning than I'd awoken to in quite some time, and were it not for the sun falling on my face I would think it was still night. My eyes opened and for a moment I did not notice anything amiss, focusing ( Read more... ) -
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[[from here]]"As are you, love," I said with a smile, reaching back to let my hair loose from its tie. Just the feel of his hands on my waist, even outside the dress, was making my pulse race, and I felt myself nearing breathlessness as I let my palms slide down his bare chest, relearning the feel, the shape of his body which had once been as ( Read more... )