Sunbeam Lair ❝elyë lantanë melmessë sonen,❞

she has come all undone, the frayed end of a ribbon rippling in a harsh breeze. with a low rumble he gathered her close, at once interred in a flower-grave by her trembling words in his mothertongue.
ponderous though his bulk, he found infinite grace within her presence, myriad chances to be himself and to say the words he had not uttered.
he had not spoken them for he had hoped she would be content with this always, that she would not press the oil of his wary proclamation from his shying olive-skin.
it was a wordless sort, but if he could not commit himself whole to takiyok, she who had loved him longest, then how could he betray her loyalty by granting himself elsewhere.
courtfall would be raised, and it its coming-up, the last requirement he must satisfy before the spring occurred. 
let them always linger here, courted by the vale and its thousand faces.
”aurëven,” her true title now, desperate to draw her down another path. ”perhaps it is time that ve consider a more lasting vay to ally our two nations.” 
she would surely take his meaning; mahler roved over her collarbone with a soft murmur, surrendering fully to her moonlit presence with his feet of clay.