Kestal would once again notice Aras up late at night, at her desk as usual, writing on parchment. Nothing out of the ordinary. However when the Half-Drow wakes up in the morning she would find an envelope on the pillow with Aras gone, probably off to work. The envelope would have a letter inside, a poem written on it.
"Single silhouette against the sensuous subtle sigh, living for the moment beneath the turning auburn sky, Living a dream, next to you, my dear, my hope, my dove . . . This moment for me ever lasting, with you here, my love.
The leaves rattle sweet across the autumn grass road and tickle our feet as to our place we trod . . . Love is a lyric that we sing in tune. Blessed am I to love one such as you. Our hope is a song for the whole world to sing, you hold my heart, just as you wear my ring, together forever and forever be true, again I profess, my adoration of you.
So hold me tonight, for tomorrow draws near, love me tonight, let me hold you, my dear. Tonight is a rapture, in the passion we sew, living forever in a tapestry of love."
Kestal's Poem.
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Kestal woke up after Aras, as usual. Not having a real job of her own, she had the luxury of being able to sleep in when she felt like it, and had long since gotten used to Aras being in her arms when she fell asleep, but being gone when she awoke.
Kestal rolled over and blinked as she nearly hit the corner of the envelope with her eye. "Whoa...Close'un..." she murmured, rubbing her eyes a bit with a yawn as she sat up.
When she looked over to the envelope again, curiosity overcame her and she opened it up. The half-drow removed the paper from within and read.
As the half-drow read the poem, a smile crept to Kestal's face. It was a definite gesture of care, and it comforted her and made her happy, even though she already was very aware of Aras's love. She read the poem several times more before finally, carefully putting it on the desk and hopping out of bed.
The half-drow pulled her clothes on, ran a hand through her hair briefly, and ran out to find Aras.
Kestal rolled over and blinked as she nearly hit the corner of the envelope with her eye. "Whoa...Close'un..." she murmured, rubbing her eyes a bit with a yawn as she sat up.
When she looked over to the envelope again, curiosity overcame her and she opened it up. The half-drow removed the paper from within and read.
As the half-drow read the poem, a smile crept to Kestal's face. It was a definite gesture of care, and it comforted her and made her happy, even though she already was very aware of Aras's love. She read the poem several times more before finally, carefully putting it on the desk and hopping out of bed.
The half-drow pulled her clothes on, ran a hand through her hair briefly, and ran out to find Aras.