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The still frame of the sleeping beauty stirred at his touch, and his initial thought was to find it strange that there was still life within the starved, visually exhausted skeleton draped with the hues he had coveted so, long ago when silver and blush were sleek and silky to the touch. She had always been broken, but not like this. He suspected both wings to be broken this time, and was not glad for this discovery.
It was wrong of her to smile like she did; revealing such a gentle and sweetly curved line of grace. So wrong. Long, dark days had passed since he last had seen such light. He displayed a calm he no longer owned as red and lilac shades looked at the hollowed shell of the past. She would know better than to expect him to return the smile. He remained carved in rock, though the rough edges would never dream of cutting her.
He reacted to the her cool touch, though it was not definitely not cold numbness that was spreading from where blushing fingertips connected with his face. The fallen prince desired to draw away from the seductive blue, but he wasn’t stronger than he had been back then, when he had been naught but a foolish child with red hands. There was the crumbling sound from within hollow halls, of ancient walls disintegrating. They could be two strangers exchanging mere glances, but no one had or would ever know him as well as the silver songbird. Did she know how persistently her presence still haunted his dreams?
Her arms asked him for comfort and safety, though she was much too cold. The golden haired male didn’t suffer from the weather as she did, and shed his black robe quickly to wrap it around her bony structure. He would give her what she wanted without hesitation, because their needs and desires seemed to match perfectly. Very gently, the male pulled the frail summer child away from the cold, and into the warmth of his embrace. Pale palms settled behind a frail neck and the bony curve of her back, pulling the wispy body close to his so that she could steal from his warmth.
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