Lion Head Mesa herons at sunset [m]

they were alone.

he was sudden and swift, treva found herself clumsy. laughed warm against him in return.

i have spent too many nights alone in the mazoi quarters. she breathed in response, shrinking some beneath him. her green eyes were only for him, for a long moment.

she had not dreamed of this moment, she had not been able to! the grandness of it all well escaped her abilities of the imagination.

for a long moment, she pressed a kiss to him.

show me what i have been given, my new space should see life.