[ Perhaps she ought to have brought him a more jovial greeting, but with the moon so dark, Vanessa allows her mood to hang with its own shadowed veil. For how much more she may smile in the day for customers, it's soothing to know that it doesn't need to be forced in his presence.
From behind, slender fingers tease along the back of his sleeve, trailing down to his palm with a feather-light caress before vanishing as if the touch, too, was only a dream. ]
A voice called to me in my dreams last night. Do you know what he crooned in my ear?
[ Her soft murmur drops to a whisper that grates all the more, dragging at the soul of anyone who listens for too long, and she leans until he can feel her breath tickle the back of his neck. ]
"And for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...to take into the air my quiet breath."
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From behind, slender fingers tease along the back of his sleeve, trailing down to his palm with a feather-light caress before vanishing as if the touch, too, was only a dream. ]
A voice called to me in my dreams last night. Do you know what he crooned in my ear?
[ Her soft murmur drops to a whisper that grates all the more, dragging at the soul of anyone who listens for too long, and she leans until he can feel her breath tickle the back of his neck. ]
"And for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...to take into the air my quiet breath."