"your body, a drug for mine ; two bodies moving in
space and time "
Maybe it was the alcohol, or the impulsiveness of a summer breeze mirrored inside him, but Eros has a wild thought then to turn back, to walk in and demand she tell them what it meant. To ask her how she can be so certain of the prophecies she dares speak. Instead, he closes his eyes against the festival’s market bustle and lets himself imagine what truths might await them. It doesn’t take long for joyous anticipation to bloom in his heart. Anticipation that is soon coursing through his veins, setting his limbs abuzz with energy.
He turns to Aion, then, eyes glittering like stars as he follows his mate out into the crowd.
@aion
and then i blow it taking a whole month to reply
