The Wheel In The Sky Keeps On Turning

She would watch the male and nod briefly, It is. One would have to travel far seasons to reach it. her tones were even and soft, parting her lips in order to leave place for foreign accents to wrap themselves around each and every word; exotic and foreign. The thing about the wolrd was that it was too vast and fascinating, one life would not be enough to explore everything that it had to hold and more often than not , this life tends to push you until you break just to see if you can put yourself back together. And when would you have time in order to discover all its wonders? But one’s life was sacred. It was lived as a secret, and told as a lie. Sure, some shared bits and pieces of what happens throughout their days, or within theirs nights,but that’s all. That’s all that was shared. That being a simple act of human nature, you could know a person all their life and still not know nothing about them, just as she was sure she did not even graze the surface of Ashiel's. It is time for me to take my leave as well, love. a petite smile tugged at the corners of her full, ebon lips as she dipper her regalia in a small courtesty for the male and his companion. Let us meet again, Ashiel. rosing at her full height, she turned on her heel at that, swaying her hips in a tango as she departed from the scene back to her family with thoughts in mind to encounter the male.

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