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I can project emotions and feelings onto others. For example, I can make you hungry.” With a slight smile, Anya followed words with action, and the captain’s mouth dropped open as her stomach growled loudly. Salvatore shifted against the desk, a glower darkening his face. “Power of suggestion. Besides, it’s almost lunch.” On impulse, Anya smiled sweetly at him as she retorted, “Should I make you fall in love with me, then?” Anya Vaedrin & Jason Salvatore, from Angels and Ministers of Grace ↗
#futuristic-romance #romantic-adventure #science-fiction #scifi #scifi-romance
It wasn't premeditated. It was what needed to be done. So I did it. ↗
#exciting #fantasy #milly-silver #sci-fi #ya-action-adventure
In the front yard lives the oldest thing around, a white oak That I used to say is my love for the world, That I now would just call love as it is. Belonging to nobody, no metaphor, the very. ↗
#nature #poetry #spirituality #love
Profondamente sospirò e si gettò - c'era nei suoi gesti una passione che merita la parola - sul nudo suolo ai piedi della quercia. Godeva nel sentire, sotto l'effimera apparenza dell'estate, la spina dorsale della terra; ché tale era per lui la dura radice della quercia, oppure - l'immagine seguendo l'immagine - era il dorso d'un gran destriero che cavalcava; o la tolda di una nave in preda alle onde; qualsiasi cosa, insomma, purché solida, poiché egli anelava a qualche cosa cui ormeggiare il suo fluttuante cuore; quel cuore che ogni sera in quella stagione, quando s'aggirava per le campagne, pareva ricolmo di aromatiche e languide sensazioni d'amore. Alla quercia egli lo legò. ↗
It was very still. The tree was tall and straggling. It had thrown its briers over a hawthorn-bush, and its long streamers trailed thick, right down to the grass, splashing the darkness everywhere with great spilt stars, pure white. In bosses of ivory and in large splashed stars the roses gleamed on the darkness of foliage and stems and grass. Paul and Miriam stood close together, silent, and watched. Point after point the steady roses shone out to them, seeming to kindle something in their souls. The dusk came like smoke around, and still did not put out the roses. ↗
Albine now yielded to him, and Serge possessed her. And the whole garden was engulfed together with the couple in one last cry of love's passion. The tree-trunks bent as under a powerful wind. The blades of grass emitted sobs of intoxication. The flowers, fainting, lips half-open, breathed out their souls. The sky itself, aflame with the setting of the great star, held its clouds motionless, faint with love, whence superhuman rapture fell. And it was the victory of all the wild creatures, all plants and all things natural, which willed the entry of these two children into the eternity of life. ↗
