Anael remained still for a few minutes, apart from the slow strokes of his fingers through Alcuin's hair, just thinking about Love, and love in all its different forms, silently praying to God to one day be allowed back into His presence.
Eventually, he focused back on Alcuin in his arms and breathed in his scent, then asked, "Would you mind if I read more of Anafiel's poetry?"
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Date: 2014-10-08 02:04 am (UTC)Eventually, he focused back on Alcuin in his arms and breathed in his scent, then asked, "Would you mind if I read more of Anafiel's poetry?"