Moving Toward Miracles/Forever Never

Ella glanced down, stroked the downy head of Eagna’s daughter, and looked back at Naofa, her eyes glistening with tears. “Love is greater than all of these things.” Continue reading Moving Toward Miracles/Forever Never

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In the Land of Sorrows/Forever Never

‘Dear Mother, no,’ she prayed. The infant so close to missing life, so recently saved from death, and now cruelly returned to Eternity’s bosom? Naofa could wait no longer. She took a few tentative steps towards them and called gently to Eolas through the blinding sheets of the rain. Continue reading In the Land of Sorrows/Forever Never

A Formidable Team/Forever Never

She couldn’t bear to feel the thing against her skin-so cold, so wet and pulsating, one side slipping between her legs as the other half flicked around her neck, tightening and closing off her airway. Naofa’s eyes bulged in terror, knowing it meant to squeeze the life out of her in one final crushing pulse. Continue reading A Formidable Team/Forever Never

Passion’s Dream/Forever Never

A flash of dark, delicate skin and long black hair ran flashed through her mind, accusing black eyes filled with pain. Guilt crept into Naofa’s conscience but was quickly dissolved by waves of ecstasy. They moved in a dance of desire, moved just as the lovers in the woods had in her vision of pain. How she had longed to be that female.

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A Mother’s Love/Forever Never

Will being in his arms in union diminish the pain he will feel from abandoning the one he has now chosen? Will this desire of yours be enough to sustain both of you? Laoch is a proud warrior and you, a proud Sorceress. Perhaps that might be too much pride to exist in a single life together.” Continue reading A Mother’s Love/Forever Never

To Save a Warrior/Forever Never

“But be ever watchful for that which seeks to deceive and destroy you. It will not always present itself in the ways that are obvious to you now. The deadliest poison often lies in the sweetest bloom, while the ugliest branches can bring forth the nectar of life if harvested carefully. You know this to be true. Now you must reawaken this knowledge and nurture it as your roots to the Earth of Domhan.” Continue reading To Save a Warrior/Forever Never

Visions at the Altar

A long silence followed as Naofa tried to stop the burning ache that fought its way up from her insides. How she longed to scream, to silence that voice. How much longer would she remain its captive? Swallowing hard, she smothered the longings of her heart, stilled her muscles and quieted her anger. All that escaped was a single tear from the far corner of one eye. It slowly brimmed over and slid down the side of her face, but she refused to acknowledge its existence by wiping it away. She let it reach her chin and cling there for a moment before dropping to the cold, hard rock below. If she thought that this would go unnoticed by her captor, it was only one of many self deceptions she held. For as it struck the hard surface it produced a loud echo, so loud that she had to cover her ears to ease the pain of it.
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