 Unicorn Magic Rawr-er
Oh gods, how she wanted to move just a little closer! The longing! His handsome face was so near... Oh how near. She wasn't sure why all of a sudden her stomach weas doing small back flips but it wasn't unpleasant. It was as if she was on a horse and the horse was jumping, causing her and her steed to lunge through the air. She felt like she was on a reckless adventure. The moon that was shining on his face was slowly dropping nearer and nearer to the tall, powerful trees on the horizon. She looked back at him, knowing it would be smart to leave and tear herself from this temptation. But how could she when his gentle fingers were now caressing her shoulders? In small circles they weaved, leaving burning patterns everywhere. Oh why could the wind just not push him closer, just a tad? Why couldn't he just trip on the mossy bed sending his lips pressing against hers? Fay decided not to think of that. But telling myself over and over that he's a friend isn't helping. I still... am thinking thoughts I shouldn't be thinking... she argued with herself. Not meaning to, and not being able to help herself, she took a minute step towards him. He was a magnet, it seemed. And she couldn't stay away from him. His next, trembling words caused her heart to flutter. Oh how she wished she wasn't so weak willed! Oh how wrong he was! Did he not know her reaction to his voice? Did he not know her girlish desires? She had fallen subject to love... And she felt so different around this stormy eyed boy. She thought of his question and added jokingly, though she wasn't sure if he knew her statement was completly true, "If it was the right knight..." She laughed at his next comment. Her purple eyes narrowed jokingly and she out her hands on her hips. "Are you calling me stubborn, Murrough?" she asked him, tapping her foot on the floor of the river. "Let's not kid ourselves. You are quite more stubborn than I," she declared, not sure if this was entirely true. Fay Rose had a very strong and opinionated mind. It'd be hard to complete a sentence about her without saying 'warrior', 'fiery', and 'stuborn.'
__________________ {{There's only two types of guys out there; Ones that can hang with me and ones that are scared}}
So baby, I hope that you came prepared
I run a tight ship so beware
Last edited by The Old Toad; 05-23-2007 at 12:47 PM.
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