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 Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 10:39 am
She hesitantly walked over to him and lay her head on his neck. It was a simple gesture, but to her it spoke volumes. She didn't regret anything. She had been truthful when she said it was wonderful. Caoimhe said as much, "I told you Amitiel, I thought the kiss was wonderful. True it was unexpected, but I didn't mind at all. If I could've picked anyone to give my first kiss to, it would be you. Every time I had a first kiss, it would be you." Her voice trailed off to a whisper on the last part.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 10:57 am
Amitiel watched and listened, with Caoimhe it was becoming a habit. Yet, as the last of her words reached his ears he wondered what he could do to show her how happy it made him that she said that. Words could not describe, and so, rather than pretend to be a smooth talker in such matters; he made a plan. Something that he hoped would sweep her off her feet. He would collect at least thirty of the reddest roses he could find, the finest selection of red fruits -berries, strawberries, apples- if he had to travel to find them then he would.... and as the finishing touch he would bring her a jewel so red it would look like living fire.
Yes, he would show her.
To Caoimhe he said, "Thank you Caoimhe.... give me three days, wait for me here around this time and I promise I will show you how much your words mean to me. Will you do that for me?" He looked at her, felt the warmth of her touch... but Amitiel knew he had to bring a smile to her face, see the warmth radiate from every part of her... and if he could it would be by his hoof since he had caused this sadness in the first place.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 11:14 am
The white mare with the faint dappling of spots on her legs and silver sparkles looked startled. Come back in three days? What in the world did he have planned? Part of her wanted to ask what he was going to do, but the other, louder and more understanding part of her let it go. "Alright. Three days. I promise."
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 11:17 am
Amitiel nodded in agreement and smiled before turning, spreading his mighty wings wide. He turned to look over his shoulder at Caoimhe one last time. All he said before he flew away was.... "Smile for me Caoimhe.... and return for me."
Then... he was gone.
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