Ears continued to push against the soft cinnamon fur in defeat, but Anu’s words were not lost on him. He wished he could be able to reach over and touch the radiating contentment and confidence running so strongly through her body. She had lived full years in this world and seemed to believe in that old saying that the sky would forever be blue behind those stormy clouds. If she believed, then he could too. Though resisting, Conor felt that he was starting to believe. He would not have to say anything in particular, only express the beautiful emotions pulsing through him with its own fire. Alexey would never be able to realize how special she was, but he could let her know how special he thought her to be. The woman’s gentle command rang in his ears with a melody lit with hope and warmth. He leaned towards her, drinking from her warm buoyancy. Conor Soul was conflicted now, for this woman was giving him hope that he had lived without until now. She was granting him an optimism that should not exist in such a young body - yet so often did. It pulsed and warmed his heart, couraging it to fight his more reasonable mind. At her last one syllable word he took a few steps back and then left her; walking with confidence that would wither and die before he was to reach Alexey Koios’ cabin. Yet, the flicker of light left there by the dreamer would dance and burn and would not let him rest until he allowed love an attempt to take wings.
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