Notes On Pulling the Sky Down
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long if fine! though i can not match it... <3
edit; 3 pages, really? lol



Anu was happy to not ask anything of Hemming. She could think of so many that she demanded answers, emotions and commitments from. Hemming was free. He gave without thought, and Anu could give without effort. Never would she wonder about loyalty, and she found that she did not question who he was to her. That was special, making him even more unique. When she felt the light floating feeling the woman didn’t question it. Where misunderstanding, and where the unknown would drive her mind to gather into a tangled mess Anu found simplicity. The woman and man walked side by side and Anu did not let the questions rise. She did not compare him with the others that she knew, the others that held onto pieces of her heart. Others that she loved, or thought she could.

She thought instead of the shore, the lapping low tide and the chill that lived in the ocean’s water and that would settle into her summer heated bones. It would be welcomed, as would his company. Blue eyes looked at him sideways, and found that she did make heat rise to his face. Their eyes met, and he would know that she meant what she had said. There were very few that she would say were her true friend, and Hemming was certainly one of those. Others were comrades, packmates, lovers. Not this. Nothing soiled it and there were no stains upon its purity. If only she could keep from ruining it, if only.

He did not look to her as he spoke, and Anu found it perplexing. She had not wanted to make him feel like he could not looked to her, and feel comfort in his words. But instead of questioning it Anu let her voice sing between them and into the night. “ And then under the night sky, we will find that there is nothing like you and I.” The fence seemed to approach them, and not the other way around. Had they been moving? Or had they just floated along?







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