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Flickering lights in the night sky twinkled like diamonds and sapphires against the morphing purple clouds, two candles lit on opposite ends of this eternal wick stared longingly toward infinity. Their gaze and attention constantly shifting between an endless horizon, and a seemingly endless mirror, stars captured in humble bounds from universes never to intersect but to be appreciated as the anomalous distinctions that they are. As the pretense of reality fades away in a momentary loss of words these two flames dance back and forth, not moving, not breathing, not flailing, rather in the firm grips of one another they float on towards the point where one is to count the final chime of time.

A gentle nuzzle, a small gesture of trust, so as to understand this ever so acute lady of stardust, doth the abyss harkon it's very pride toward this single promise of an escape from loneliness. Truly her shine shall be the grand hoorah on display for but this one place at the center of his entire expansion, all his hope entrenched in a soul as precious as the very fabric upon which his own couldn't pray to compare.

A subtle stroke, a caring embrace, for to stare into a darkness which is to pierce even her delicate soul, that within his confines does she feel no cold, no fear, only a slow reminder of the knowledge that the very dust littered about shall always entrance his endless halls. Doth the heavens grant the earth her own promise of a smile if nothing else, her tears anything more, and her love if only to protect him for one second more, as so often he humbles her with his humility.

"Is that another story you read once upon a time?"
"Well, yes actually, I can't recall though if it's a book from the annuls of history or mayhaps one of the pages time has yet to turn to."

"You win the fancy vocabulary contest, I can try, but even with my fondness for the fantastical," she chuckles but a moment," I'm not quite that good."

"Not in words maybe, but look around you for a second, the word may be all I've got, but the show is all yours Octy." he snickers in response.

The two share a time between them, pondering what to think, how to feel, Octavia lost in his slew of beautiful sounds and Damian in her epic spectacle of emotion, the children of demons in opposite rungs of the fragile balance. An endless emptiness longing to hear the skies. A vast fulfillment longing to see the shadow. They simply are as they can be, without falsehoods, and without judgement, Damian praises the beauty of her portraiture, whilst complimenting her ever present beauty. Octavia always admiring his openness whilst adoring his form.

"You know, in the cold light of the stars, I have to ask myself," Octavia starts.

"And what's that?" Damian asks.

"How much longer shall you delay before I may be elegantly graced with the fullest and proudest display of your charm, dear soldier? That a maiden be kept in the utmost towers of suspense, does it not seem fitting for one most devout to grant her but a taste of liberation?"

"You get that one from a book Octy?"

"No, but I thought it might perk your ears... "and your pride" up just a little." she said imploringly. Damian looked minorly confused for a second before blushing a deep shade of red.

"I, uh, oh, umm" *gulp*, "w-well I don't um I couldn't possibly do that to one so fare m-my lady" Damian stumbled to muddle something, anything together as his better half had gotten the better of him and his naivete of her knowledge of him as so often she masterfully portrays. She gently pecks his cheek before opening a portal back to his room.

"A drink dear soldier, is all we crave, shall we not indulge ourselves just for a small time?" She teased before whispering, "I'll give you a second to think about it, but I'll be waiting if your ready, okay Damey?"

"Will you sing me your gorgeous lullaby?" He smiled nervously. Her grin was the only answer she gave, as the portal to his room closed behind the two of them embracing each other.

This was a request by one carloscs64 the crazy mad-lad

Both characters belong to Vivienne "Vivziepop" Medrano

Art is me, I think...

I had a lot of good fun with this one

C ya

Description

Flickering lights in the night sky twinkled like diamonds and sapphires against the morphing purple clouds, two candles lit on opposite ends of this eternal wick stared longingly toward infinity. Their gaze and attention constantly shifting between an endless horizon, and a seemingly endless mirror, stars captured in humble bounds from universes never to intersect but to be appreciated as the anomalous distinctions that they are. As the pretense of reality fades away in a momentary loss of words these two flames dance back and forth, not moving, not breathing, not flailing, rather in the firm grips of one another they float on towards the point where one is to count the final chime of time.

A gentle nuzzle, a small gesture of trust, so as to understand this ever so acute lady of stardust, doth the abyss harkon it's very pride toward this single promise of an escape from loneliness. Truly her shine shall be the grand hoorah on display for but this one place at the center of his entire expansion, all his hope entrenched in a soul as precious as the very fabric upon which his own couldn't pray to compare.

A subtle stroke, a caring embrace, for to stare into a darkness which is to pierce even her delicate soul, that within his confines does she feel no cold, no fear, only a slow reminder of the knowledge that the very dust littered about shall always entrance his endless halls. Doth the heavens grant the earth her own promise of a smile if nothing else, her tears anything more, and her love if only to protect him for one second more, as so often he humbles her with his humility.

"Is that another story you read once upon a time?"
"Well, yes actually, I can't recall though if it's a book from the annuls of history or mayhaps one of the pages time has yet to turn to."

"You win the fancy vocabulary contest, I can try, but even with my fondness for the fantastical," she chuckles but a moment," I'm not quite that good."

"Not in words maybe, but look around you for a second, the word may be all I've got, but the show is all yours Octy." he snickers in response.

The two share a time between them, pondering what to think, how to feel, Octavia lost in his slew of beautiful sounds and Damian in her epic spectacle of emotion, the children of demons in opposite rungs of the fragile balance. An endless emptiness longing to hear the skies. A vast fulfillment longing to see the shadow. They simply are as they can be, without falsehoods, and without judgement, Damian praises the beauty of her portraiture, whilst complimenting her ever present beauty. Octavia always admiring his openness whilst adoring his form.

"You know, in the cold light of the stars, I have to ask myself," Octavia starts.

"And what's that?" Damian asks.

"How much longer shall you delay before I may be elegantly graced with the fullest and proudest display of your charm, dear soldier? That a maiden be kept in the utmost towers of suspense, does it not seem fitting for one most devout to grant her but a taste of liberation?"

"You get that one from a book Octy?"

"No, but I thought it might perk your ears... "and your pride" up just a little." she said imploringly. Damian looked minorly confused for a second before blushing a deep shade of red.

"I, uh, oh, umm" *gulp*, "w-well I don't um I couldn't possibly do that to one so fare m-my lady" Damian stumbled to muddle something, anything together as his better half had gotten the better of him and his naivete of her knowledge of him as so often she masterfully portrays. She gently pecks his cheek before opening a portal back to his room.

"A drink dear soldier, is all we crave, shall we not indulge ourselves just for a small time?" She teased before whispering, "I'll give you a second to think about it, but I'll be waiting if your ready, okay Damey?"

"Will you sing me your gorgeous lullaby?" He smiled nervously. Her grin was the only answer she gave, as the portal to his room closed behind the two of them embracing each other.

This was a request by one carloscs64 the crazy mad-lad

Both characters belong to Vivienne "Vivziepop" Medrano

Art is me, I think...

I had a lot of good fun with this one

C ya