Arekk
The Flesh Of Fallen Angels
The music had stopped playing and the flame that was sorrounding them dissipated into the air in one brief movement, the two of them holding hands and looking at their eyes closely as if their souls were meeting in one single action. It was the first time in a long time that Ar'ekk felt like this, not many people had the chance to strike him as Aevan did right now and that was something worthy of mentioning. Both stood there upclose in complete silence until either one of them broke that with a simple mention of words.
"That's where I am from. It's the place I used to call home once." There was more time to talk about himself later but the only thing that mattered in that moment was them. Not wanting to go through with the conversation, the young Jedi offered a smile to Aevan.
Ar'ekk moved a piece of hair that had gotten in her face in a gentle manner, his hand caressing her soft cheeks slowly. He was lost in her beautiful crystal clear blue eyes and her enchanting demeanor. Could this be just a dream? Was this real?
So many questions yet so little answers. Were they really needed? Perhaps not. What he did know is that something urged him to do but was unsure. The Force trembled between the two, she could feel it as well. A soothing yet strange sensation, something they never experienced before. It was a spark, maybe. The fire, the burning sun. All of it. Warmth. Care. Trust.
Love?
[member="Aevan Kitaki"]
"That's where I am from. It's the place I used to call home once." There was more time to talk about himself later but the only thing that mattered in that moment was them. Not wanting to go through with the conversation, the young Jedi offered a smile to Aevan.
Ar'ekk moved a piece of hair that had gotten in her face in a gentle manner, his hand caressing her soft cheeks slowly. He was lost in her beautiful crystal clear blue eyes and her enchanting demeanor. Could this be just a dream? Was this real?
So many questions yet so little answers. Were they really needed? Perhaps not. What he did know is that something urged him to do but was unsure. The Force trembled between the two, she could feel it as well. A soothing yet strange sensation, something they never experienced before. It was a spark, maybe. The fire, the burning sun. All of it. Warmth. Care. Trust.
Love?
[member="Aevan Kitaki"]