Pairing... let's call it Qui-gon/Obi-wan, after the duel in Phantom Menace; enough after that it's sunk in, but not so long that the pain isn't still fresh. All bow to the mighty Lucas. Thanks to Odette, both for the lovely graphics and for all around encouragement and support. You're the best. Feedback given a good home at tarshaan@moonlit-eyrie.com. drawn far from worlds known on the depths above the heights we meet undulating; slide through past all barriers of waking flesh merged we become more you, and i, and this space between us wrapped solid beneath our twisting limbs twined heat like lightning strikes the heart, threads the veins one beat, another, again... paused breathless we listen waves lap softly at the horizon of our soul light reflects the depths, touches all wakes there is pain in separation like there never was in dream Highlander stories | X-Files stories | Stargate stories | Poetry Hosted stories | Contact tarsh
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