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You. Strong and powerful, you come up behind her. Whisper the soft words in her ears, gently rubbing her arms.

She lets a wicked smile cross her lips. That is it. She is your goddess now. Your wolf.

You two are in the darkest of alleys, the brilliant full moon above.

Both barefoot, so you can feel the earth under the souls of your feet. Pulsing up and into your body. Fast, hot yet cold at the same time.

She lets out a very small moan that you feel more than hear.

You kiss her neck ever so lightly.

Then, you find your mount. You pick the top of an old abandoned truck, suddnly turned fantastic and great when you catch your guitar from the sky.

She circles the truck slowly and ends up by the hood, facing you.

It starts to rain then. Pouring down around you both.

You just smile her favorite one and start to play. Though you are singing without lyrics, she knows exactly what the meaning is behind the song.

She dances. Splashing and pounding puddles as she stomps in them.

You both finish in sync.

She finishes with a twirl then collapses on the pavement earth. Staring at the sky.

You all but fly over an ay down next to her.

You are both soaked now. She rolls on top of you and you two share the most brilliant night of all romances.

Through a misty forest, a tired wanderer and his horse walk, tired and weary.

They find a waterfall and stop to rest at the pool.



Suddenly, a goddess appears at the top of the falls. In the moonlight, he sees her short, yet thick dark hair and her white dress catch in the breeze. The dress is long and reaches her strong ankles. But as it lifts, he sees a saphire crescent moon tattooed on her left ankle. A mark known in this world. She was a daughter of the realm!



Blinking in surprise, the man bowed at once.



But, the goddess just floated down to the pool and stood in the middle of it.



And she started to dance.

Twirling ang leaping, she looked like nothing else in the world could be more beautiful and confident.

She was the best dancer in the world, possibly ever.



When she was at a halt, the awed man stood from his knees and took a step towards her.

She smiled and mimmicked his move, her dress flowing out behind her.



Then, with as much passion and force as the greatest of lovers, they kissed.



After just a moment, though, the man opened his eyes to find she was gone.

I stand there.

In front of his piercing eyes.

My tears flow faster than a waterfall.

Making a puddle at me bare feet.



I can't bare to look at him now.

Not after he broke my heart.

Ripped it out of my pounding chest.

Stomping it on the ground.

Then drinking from it. Slowly.

All the while killing me.



He was my world. My life.

I didnt know it was possible for him to

cause this pain. the kind i've never felt before

in one scentence.



Finally, I look in his eyes,

but flinch back like I just recieved

an electric shock.

His... eyes?

The very pair that held such

emotion before were now

as lifeless as I felt.



But then.

They softened to liquid once more.

And he kneeled to the ground

pulling out a ring.

and he asked the question

I waited to hear for fifteen long years.

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vampchica4
03:09 Apr 20 2009

Im not sure what I said. The writing comes from my soul, not me. I just write it down.

I want to know as bad as you.

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The blood- stained tears of a man who was never forgotten. He lies on the great stairs of a large, ancient castle.

He was betrayed, yes. But she still loves him with her innermost desire.

He was lied to by the ones.

She was not the betrayer. She was simply one of the two victims.

He, the other.

All the time, the young lovers were lied to.

Everyone tryng to make them believe it would never work. That being with one another was impossible.



Then, out of the dark mist. She walks over silently.

He sees her as a goddess.

She is in a white gown that whips against her bare feet and legs.

She kneels in front of him and puts a gentle hand on his shoulder.

He covers her hand with his.

The two walk over to the field and lie under a large oak tree.

The hate became too much for only the two to handle.

And there. They both fell asleep into which neither would ever wake.