estherlittlewolf: Gently now, into the sand “Lucifer had heard her whisper his name, and he ho
estherlittlewolf: Gently now, into the sand “Lucifer had heard her whisper his name, and he hoped against hope that it was her, because how could she be here when he was? How could something like that happen to him? But he’d turned and she’d been standing behind him and all he could think was her name over and over. When she’d started towards him, he was at a loss. She was here, and it seemed like she missed him, and he wasn’t sure how long he’d been gone, but at least she remembered who he was… She stopped a few feet before him, and he thought that perhaps he’d done something, but he was overwhelmed… The only movement he could make was to fall to his knees before her, the supplication to her, only to her, possessing him as only she could. He was staring up at her, awe and want and all manner of emotions bubbling inside him, and all that escaped him was a sob of her name.” inspired by this -- source link
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