Monday, July 23, 2018

100 Words a Day 1234


The two lovers fell away from one another. It was several minutes before their exhausted panting faded, replaced by calm even breaths. They called for refreshments. Thought they made no efforts to cover them themselves the servants made no effort avert their eyes, so accustomed to the sight had they become. After the servants had departed, the pair fed each other from the silver plates and drank from the jeweled chalices left behind.

After finishing, the man stood and stretched the long muscles of his arms and legs. They were hardened by years in the saddle. And covered by scars.

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