Her.
Author's Note; just a small written (actually, it's quite roughly written!) short story of Spirit's thoughts of his beloved, Rain. It's not my best kind of short story, but I just started back into लेखन - so I am a bit rusty, ehehe .. aw well! enjoy!
I didn’t think this दिन would come.
Feeling her mane brush against my chest, her nose nuzzled into my skin with our legs intertwined in the spring flourishment. With eyes fluttering against the soft breeze that cooed, my eyes catch sight of her silk, pale and as radiant as the crystals in the snow. She was still heavily fast asleep I couldn’t...
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