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Shelley had been tired when they got back, so tired she had gone to bed immediately rather than reading as she normally did.

But sleep, when it came, was disturbed and confusing. It is warm in her room, but she shivers in her sleep, dancing alone in a room that is empty but she's being watched...

The girl sits up slowly, rubbing her eyes. The tension isn't going away even in the peace of the night, that prickling of undefinable vulnerable terror that the dreams she has been having leave her with.

After splashing her face with water, she quietly steps out of her room to wander down the corridor outside. It's dark and silent, which is oddly comforting as she walks up and down through the silent house, avoiding the area where Elan's study is. He sleeps little, and is often awake working at this time of night.

Her bare feet make no sound on the smooth floor, only the faint brush of her nightdress as she walks telling of her presence. She stops only to look out of the window for a time, trying to calm herself to sleep again. A soft mist has replaced the former clear sky, and she can only just make out the garden past it.

Date: 2005-11-22 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
The grave's a fine and private place,

A delicate, chaste kiss at the corner of her mouth. So very gentle. Loving.

But none I think do there embrace.

Date: 2005-11-22 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Delicate fingers held her chin in his hand, a gentle touch and a sad smile.

"Do you enjoy being miserable?"

Date: 2005-11-22 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A touch of curiosity in his voice, even concern. His hand sliding down her throat to rest on her collarbone. A sensitive caress.

"Are you alive though?"

Date: 2005-11-22 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
His hand slid to the center of her chest. A pause as he felt her heart beat.The warmth of her beneath his hand, the smell of her. His own heart beating as well against her warm body.

"Your heart is beating, but are you alive? Your heart is beating your slow march to the grave, but you can die without living."

Date: 2005-11-22 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Your beauty cascaded on me
A single fingertip trailed up her shoulders and neck where it joined the rest of his hand in touching her face. His mellifluous voice sang so very softly to her. The winter's rain pattered outside the window, a time signature to his music.
In this white night fantasy
"Crestfallen soul, rest for this night.
Love is here, right here under my wings."

Date: 2005-11-22 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A tilt of his head. A slight peal of thunder as hand pulls from her. The night's cool air. His bare chest pulling slightly away from her.

"Do you want to be miserable any longer? Do you want keep being in pain from the loneliness?"

Date: 2005-11-22 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
He leaned in close, but not touching her. A touch of curiosity and concern in his voice and in the tilt of his head.

"...Are you really?"

Date: 2005-11-22 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A gentle touch on her cheek. A soft look in his eyes.

"Let me hold you."

His thumb slid across her cheek.

"We have a peace till morning's light. No fear, no pain."

The soft rain came down, the low, rolling thunder.

"Let me hold you, and you can have rest from the misery for this one night."

His body slid next to hers. Bare chest against her as his white robe clung to his body.

"Tomorrow will come as days do, but we will leave it for tomorrow. Let us have peace for this night."

Date: 2005-11-22 09:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A calm glance away. His voice soft.

"No, it is not..."

A pause and then a glance at her face.

"But as you know, a complex sequence with many pieces is often reduced to a few pieces for those few turns."

Date: 2005-11-22 10:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Elan nods calmly, and studies her with his blue eyes.

"True..."

A gentle hand laid on her shoulder.

"Would it not be worth it to have an end to the loneliness for but one night? One night's peace."

Date: 2005-11-22 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A kiss on her cheek.

"Let me hold you."

A warm embrace on the cool night. The soft sound of the rain, of their hearts beating.

"Let us have peace for one evening. You can rest in peace. No loneliness, no misery."

Date: 2005-11-22 10:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A small smile. His blue eyes glint in a lightning flash.

"Of course... Why not use the opportunity for respite from your loneliness and misery?"

Again, the quietly insistent statement.

"Let me hold you."

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