Amidst the chaos of the carnival and the unending wail of her longing for her sons and her love, he was quiet and still.
Wolf in moonlight, her mind supplied and assaulted her with a cascade of related images--a darkened wood, icicles dripping from blackened branches, moonlight on a snow-frosted lake, ice cracking, bodies falling, bodies rising, a box with a heart back in her hands and a promise...
Regina shut it down. Refused to think about Graham or Robin, or Roland or Henry. Focused on the guilty pleasure of enjoying Dyson instead. "What else do you say?"
Re: Regina - tag Dyson, OTA
Wolf in moonlight, her mind supplied and assaulted her with a cascade of related images--a darkened wood, icicles dripping from blackened branches, moonlight on a snow-frosted lake, ice cracking, bodies falling, bodies rising, a box with a heart back in her hands and a promise...
Regina shut it down. Refused to think about Graham or Robin, or Roland or Henry. Focused on the guilty pleasure of enjoying Dyson instead. "What else do you say?"