GoldenEarthAngel

Beyond the hardwood bridge from the Physics College spanning the air and grey-matter building lay a copse of bristly green trees. Rion didn’t like trees. Not really. Not the greenness of them, nor the length of their scraping, leafy tresses. Only their thick-skinned trucks really brought them any measure of merit. But he loosened his tie and leant against a tree anyway. Nothing had yet conquered his friend’s love of the wilderness. So Rion tolerated it. The madness of youths. Rion whistled to himself, slightly, a tune with no beginnings and no endings as he thumbed off his tie and released the last three buttons of his work shirt

Gabiee Costello awoke with beads of sweat plastering her thin fringe to her eyes. Scraping them away, Gabiee panted – though she had been unaware, in sleep, that her breath had been catching, sharp. But now Gabiee’s lungs ached, and she wanted to smack her head against the headboard to clear it of its ghosts. Beside her, a cool snort erupted from the slumbering figure. Gabiee swerved a flying arm and protectively shielded the part of her belly that strained against her tight nightdress. Two weeks ago her figure had been as flat as her untouched breasts…but now. The snort folded into a sigh, and, in the pitch-black, a voi

"So," Léa said, leaving her remark of 'where does that leave us?' hanging in the air. She pursed her lips and paused her fidgeting fingers. Keith hummed to himself. He breathed in and out, letting the woman wait. She was just as pretty as the moment he had first laid eyes on her, even when that moment had been one shrouded by night. Now they were open with each other, Keith was surprised that these qualities of Léa hadn't changed. That made him happy. And Keith challenged himself not to forget that this time. "Léa –" "Yes?" "I think..." He coughed. Time to swallow the pride. "I think I've fallen in love with you." "