Stone Circle Fallen like hundred year old trees missed your body

Her veins lit with silver fire; when he tucked her close she shivered, when he lifted her chin she felt breathless, when he kissed her she giggled softly in delight. All her tears dried, chased away by his gentle reassurances. She thought no more of Lestan; she had chosen him at every crossroads, yet when his own turn to choose came he'd turned away from her not once but twice. Her thoughts turned instead to Boone, who had chosen her before he even knew who she was. Boone, who was choosing her again in soft words she could hardly comprehend. He wanted to give her a home.
He wanted to be her home.
Her eyes filled with tears all over again, but the grief had faded from her. She kissed him first, slow and sweet and wanting. Reverie was breathless when she broke away. I - yes, Her heart raced; her eyes were bright. I would... I would like that. To start over - with you. This warmth, this soft glow between them; it felt like hope. It felt, in this moment, as if there could be forgiveness for all that she had done.