luce_stellarum



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    Cato has never been able to grasp the concept of love. He’s heard the word and its definition, and he could use it in a sentence if you ask him, but he’s never understood or known what it truly means. Until now.

    It sucks a bag of dicks.

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    “Howdy!” Ted says brightly when Keeley answers the door, and despite how much he hates that word, Roy feels his shoulders drop just a fraction. Ted’s enthusiasm may be a bit much for him at 9am, but Roy knows if anyone can unfuck this particular quagmire, it’s Ted.

    Of course, that’s not how Ted puts it, crossing the threshold with a paper bag full of what smells like fresh pastries, balancing three coffees in a tray on his arm.

    “Heard y’all got yourselves in a bit of a pickle.”

    “It’s about the auction,” Keeley says, ushering him to the table while Roy waits a grand total of three seconds before reaching for the bag of sweets. There’s even a scone in there, the wanker.

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    04 Sep 2024

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    He sang for her sadness. Sang for his own fear. Sang for the pain she was feeling. Sang for the pain he had caused. The pain she had caused. He sang for the joy he felt at having her in his arms. Sang for the ache that it was only like a dream. Sang for the dream they were sharing.
    He let his voice carry his feeling, his hopes, his desires.
    He sang from his heart.
    And soon she quieted, listening to his beautiful voice. And when the last note faded from the air, when the last tear fell, she pulled gently away and reached up on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. His eyes closed at the tenderness. So unexpected. So cherished.
    He gazed down at her, his eyes searching hers.
    “Will you sing to me next time?”
    Swallowing, he nodded slowly. “I will sing to you next time, my Alina.”
    She smiled. Another beautiful, heart-wrenching smile.
    He held her hand fast as her projection began to fade.
    “Til next dream, my Aleksander.”
    And then she was gone and he was alone in the forest, wondering when he would wake up.
    Wondering if he really had to.

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    Alina's older, wiser, lost in her loneliness, regretful, broken.
    But she can still dream.

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    "With the media storm and the law on our tails, we've got this kinda Bonnie and Clyde thing going on."

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    What if Wednesday hadn't run into Rowan on the night of the harvest festival?

    What if Tyler was able to help her leave town? What if he went with her? What if they navigated dealing with his Hyde together?

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