Series: Changing Times
Title: Part 8: Forsaken Memory
Author: Naresha
Contact: north_shore_fruitcake@yahoo.com.au
Rating: R
Cast: Thranduil
Summary: Thranduil laments his actions
Black eyes, black hair...
Ebony...
Pale skin, soft and creamy...
Ivory...
Warm skin, wet lips...
Heat...
Soft moans, hard thrusts...
Passion...
Gentle touches, glowing faces, ever-forgiving kisses...
Memories...
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Long sleepless nights, once again alone, no skin to comfort a tired, weary head. No gentle, lengthy kisses to soothe a worried soul. No soft touches to smooth away silent, salty tears. No lean frame to warm an empty bed.
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What have I done? How could I have forsaken one I loved so much, one I held so dear to my heart? The one I trusted, the one I loved, the one whose love I abused... Wishing I had not, but knowing that I had, sleep eludes me once again as I seek solace from my pain. I cannot believe what I have done; I cannot comprehend my own poor judgement. I took my true heart's lover and led him to my bed. Showed him all the carnal urges living deep inside of me. He took my pleasure gladly, hiding from his heart's own pain. But still I feel my guilt, growing greater everyday.
My spirit, it is flailing, my heart is slowly breaking. I have forsaken his sweet memory, my ebony-haloed angel. Once his face was smiling, now in my dreams he haunts me, his sweet face always sneering. I reach out to stroke his cheek, but he bats away my hand, pushing me away.
I feel myself falling, falling into darkness. My thoughts swirl around me, hastening my fall. I no longer know my fate, my heart too sore and broken. And I lay sleepless in my bed, holding onto air, wishing flesh would take its place. Dreams haunted my sleepless nights once again and I cried lamenting words long into the night. What have I done? I have longed for him to come back to me for so long, yet now I have no hope. I took the one he loves and corrupted what they have. I am not worthy, I am not his love, I am no longer his heart's desire.
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Azure eyes, golden hair...
Sunlight...
Pale skin, soft and creamy...
Moonlight...
Warm skin, wet lips...
Heat...
Soft moans, hard thrusts...
Passion...
Gentle touches, glowing faces, ever-forbidden kisses... Memories...
TBC...