“If it’s all the same, I would prefer you survive.” Can the Endless even die, really? She doesn’t like that it seems they must be able to, if he has gone through preparations to prepare. It worries her more than anything else about this. She would take the key to Hell herself if that’s what needs to be done.
“I shall accept your protection.”
The graze along her form is met by one of her hands moving to rest lightly on his hip. Their love was unexpected; but Stella would argue it was not rushed or foolhardy.
Stella tastes of vintage wine, fresh picked blackberries and the late edge of summer, just before a harvest.
“I would not be surprised if my Father graces your gates.” One more tiny kiss. “Let’s go then, you can tell me your plan for this gathering.”
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Date: 2025-07-05 06:43 pm (UTC)“I shall accept your protection.”
The graze along her form is met by one of her hands moving to rest lightly on his hip. Their love was unexpected; but Stella would argue it was not rushed or foolhardy.
Stella tastes of vintage wine, fresh picked blackberries and the late edge of summer, just before a harvest.
“I would not be surprised if my Father graces your gates.” One more tiny kiss. “Let’s go then, you can tell me your plan for this gathering.”