Jade Fern Grove hauntings

im sorry i suck and let this get so behind
for a beautiful moment, they could be one again.

astara wondered if that would ever be enough.

he drew to her with a pepper of soft kisses; she turned her cheek up to him, eyes closed and seemingly soft. this moment was the moment she ought to remember, cherish -- even when the choking murmurs of insecurity put her under stranglehold again.

she kissed him fiercely, fur on edge with razored excitement. she nipped him passionately, insistently -- drawing him to some private abode where they could, for that beautiful moment, labor as one under a burning and indiscriminate sun.

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