Arishoto kajah tilo loshecka iro go feh... Drajmahsta eptome an brehsha...«§hento»
"... ..."
He didn't speak. He just looked deeply into her eyes. Everything was right. He'd stay with her always. This new chance... he would use it well.
A flicker of nostalgia ran through his mind- how long had it been? To feel the caress of another, the warmth of a woman's flesh, to feel the breeze on his skin in the afterglow...
He didn't bother to remember. His shirt was soon cast aside, a distant memory as he moved to join his love.
Such thoughts of events past didn't matter, anymore.
This was their moment. They will cherish it forever.
[no more, or else it will be cyber. >_>]
...Alitaskta orto me dashjoh yogowela erebu she kataloti goto vishalah... altemo.
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