3/5/2026, 10:07 PM
Oh, how insanely lucky was he? To find love so quickly on his journey? Perhaps, unlucky to some. Love was to be avoided, if possible, that first year but, one is not to deny it if it happens! And oh, it has happened! The guidelines be damned! He felt the stars had cast him here, ultimately to find her, and to fill the sky with their stories to come.
He was becoming consumed and completely engrossed. His new name echoed in his head, her voice the one singing the graces of it. He hoped for some sort of meaning to it, significance from her culture perhaps, but regardless, it had meaning in this moment as something never to be forgotten, even if one day Adonis is to be a name to pass to another when it is eventually time for him to return to the homeland. Adonis is who he will be, and he will be Adonis for her forevermore.
He, too, experienced the glorious smells of the garden of love. The sweet scent of the fire, the natural scent that was Euphemia, and that of his own scent of earth all meshing together to form something so pleasant, not even the garden of Eden itself could compare.
Her movements were like little piece of joy against him, and she asked her question about the name. ”This one will cherish it beyond the turning of many skies,” he says quietly, his mind swirling as he considers asking the meaning of the name, but being completely taken over by the joyous laughter of the moment. Consumed by the golden glow. Transcended to another place of love that cannot be comprehended or described with things such a words. It is only something one can experience to really know.
He was completely lost in their melody, almost unaware of his body as he was filled with this endless bliss, his own form falling with her own to the ground. Even in his haze, he did not squash her with his large body. As much as he would love to meld into one, he felt his weight upon her and moved to the side on the ground. He felt connected to everything in this moment, his laugh only ceasing when her own song faded. His grin never once died down, and of he could feel pain right now, perhaps his face would be aching as she kissed it gently.
”This one would never consume you. You are a shining light. This one only wishes to bask in your glow,” he managed to utter, molten eyes staring at her with large black saucers for pupils. He does just this now, taking the moment to bask in her light, to notice every little change in her fur, and every little fleck of color in her eye. It felt like infinity, that he could look at the smallest possible detail on her all while absorbing the big picture.
He knew not how long he laid by her side enjoying her presence. Minutes? Hours? Days? Regardless, this was a moment to be documented! They could not stay here forever by the flame! His eyes grew even wider, if it was possible, and he took a deep breath, realizing he wasn’t quite breathing normally as one should.
”This one believes…our story must be woven into the stars…that the sky itself may know it! We must…travel back to the mountain…so that this may be done,” he said with a slowness to his voice, not knowing that the flame’s effects were so strong upon them…but even so, a love so true must be brought to the celestial temple that is the sky. The flame’s effects only highlighted that he must do what love demands, and in his world, weaving the constellation of their love was no greater a gesture!
He was becoming consumed and completely engrossed. His new name echoed in his head, her voice the one singing the graces of it. He hoped for some sort of meaning to it, significance from her culture perhaps, but regardless, it had meaning in this moment as something never to be forgotten, even if one day Adonis is to be a name to pass to another when it is eventually time for him to return to the homeland. Adonis is who he will be, and he will be Adonis for her forevermore.
He, too, experienced the glorious smells of the garden of love. The sweet scent of the fire, the natural scent that was Euphemia, and that of his own scent of earth all meshing together to form something so pleasant, not even the garden of Eden itself could compare.
Her movements were like little piece of joy against him, and she asked her question about the name. ”This one will cherish it beyond the turning of many skies,” he says quietly, his mind swirling as he considers asking the meaning of the name, but being completely taken over by the joyous laughter of the moment. Consumed by the golden glow. Transcended to another place of love that cannot be comprehended or described with things such a words. It is only something one can experience to really know.
He was completely lost in their melody, almost unaware of his body as he was filled with this endless bliss, his own form falling with her own to the ground. Even in his haze, he did not squash her with his large body. As much as he would love to meld into one, he felt his weight upon her and moved to the side on the ground. He felt connected to everything in this moment, his laugh only ceasing when her own song faded. His grin never once died down, and of he could feel pain right now, perhaps his face would be aching as she kissed it gently.
”This one would never consume you. You are a shining light. This one only wishes to bask in your glow,” he managed to utter, molten eyes staring at her with large black saucers for pupils. He does just this now, taking the moment to bask in her light, to notice every little change in her fur, and every little fleck of color in her eye. It felt like infinity, that he could look at the smallest possible detail on her all while absorbing the big picture.
He knew not how long he laid by her side enjoying her presence. Minutes? Hours? Days? Regardless, this was a moment to be documented! They could not stay here forever by the flame! His eyes grew even wider, if it was possible, and he took a deep breath, realizing he wasn’t quite breathing normally as one should.
”This one believes…our story must be woven into the stars…that the sky itself may know it! We must…travel back to the mountain…so that this may be done,” he said with a slowness to his voice, not knowing that the flame’s effects were so strong upon them…but even so, a love so true must be brought to the celestial temple that is the sky. The flame’s effects only highlighted that he must do what love demands, and in his world, weaving the constellation of their love was no greater a gesture!