Post ass coward
Among the countless number of souls there is only one for me, for she is my beloved, and all will be right with the world, for as long as I have her by my side.
“These are the keys you’ll need to open the doors. Come here whenever you want.”
He was surprised. “Is that a good idea? Aren’t these plants here for protection?”
“As long as you don’t pick them, stand on them, or go digging, you won’t hurt them. Besides…” She brushed his hair back behind his ear. “Isn’t this where you belong? As a flower who can’t live without the sun?”
That’s a solid lineHere's mine:
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I haven’t even read the book yet and I’m weepingApparently it's:
The context is a dark elf telling a human that they can come to her private garden, which is the only place in the kingdom where you can get direct sunlight.
From this story here: https://www.scribblehub.com/read/148315-muirgen-amp-other-tales/chapter/148330/
I was worried that it was too cheesy when I wrote it, but my Beta reader went nuts over it when she read it, so apparently that's peak romance from me.
Those brown eyes were nonchalant to the point of defiance, its current warmth extinguished and stomped on, its glint then more like cracked, parched ground. On that cold morning, he looked like the soil of the Slumbering Dragon Mountains: beaten into a solid hardness by the world, it turned its gaze to the sky, cursing its indifference.
"...So you're telling me you're from the future."
A chuckle. "You don't sound convinced."
"Oh, you were trying to convince me?” Wan Yu’s eyes were half-closed now, and his voice buoyant with airy nonchalance. It reminded Ye Xiyang of that afternoon when they stayed at some cleared storeroom in some mountain village— the hazy trust, that magical space tucked into the pockets of an unusually quiet dusk.