She existed only at night, and he during the day. They’d lived forever and the source of it was a curse neither remembered.
But she did remember his hands upon her. That sensation of his desperate fingers twisting her into a mess of depraved groans. In the moment before the sun rose, she felt the echo of his presence.
Until she evaporated into mist.
She reemerged to a world of stars and moonlight. On the ground at her feet was a letter.
My love, it read.
If I could dream, I swear I would see you there.
Wait for me.
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