Two Eyes Cenote Does he speak to you now?

"Do I sense some self-awareness here?" Dwin laughed at the man's arrogance and - was it pride - in his romantic endeavours that had not ended in a pink, fluffy and rainbow-filled happily ever afters. Were he as talented in proper storytelling as he was in being a guy with gods living inside his skull, he would have surely continued to entertain Dwin. 

"Wise? No. Practical? Yes. I imagine it would save you a lot of time. But it would probably scare that poor girl to death if you appeared on her doorstep in the wrong time and place and declared that you were her twin-flame or star-crossed lover to be," if it was her, she would probably tell him to eff over and creep some other people around. 

"Well, mine's may be about to begin," she told him, taking a step closer her jade gaze seeking his icewater one. She smiled at him devillishly and said: "You are a crazy freak with an obsession with bones - I think that this is exactly the kind of Prince Terrible a girl from the land of fairies and dragons could bring home. What do you say?"