Anima Luna (Mature)

Fifteen-Roses Float

I have been lacking, as most of you can tell.
I will try to update every month, maybe twice if I can swing it.
I'm just trying to get my life together.

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1 5 ~ roses float

     A week has passed, and we're only three days away from traveling to  Vallrise Peak and leaving my old pack behind. Since the Anima Luna's been over, including the Solace, Ragnar's been very persistent in expressing his opinion on leaving. Most mornings lately, I wake up to find his side empty, but there'll be a few notes that cause my heart to flutter. He seems to have the right words to say that engenders a blush on my face.

     "You are my today, and all my tomorrows.."

     "I wish I could turn back the clock. I'd find you sooner and love you longer.."

     "I never understood love songs, not until I met you. I use to turn the radio when they came on, now I can't help but think of you.."

     "There will come a time in your life when you fancy a single soul. This is that time for me.."

     "From the top of your head to the tips of your toes, I adore everything and everywhere in between.."

     "I promise to make you feel wanted, loved and cherished every single day. I promise I will cherish each and every moment I get to spend with you.."

     "I fancy the way your eyes hold such beautiful stories.."

     "I adore the way your laugh can light up my day.."

     "The day I met you, I found the piece of me I didn't know was missing.."

     "In case you ever foolishly forget: I am never not thinking of you..."

     My heart couldn't take all these cute notes up until now. He's been leaving them in his stead since three days ago when I complained about the bed being cold when I woke. Maybe he thought I could warm my bed with his words? I let out a small laugh, snuggling into his pillow and grabbing one of the two notes on the blanket.

This was different than every other day. Ragnar always left one note a day and it made me feel so special until we saw each other again. My heart painstakingly throbs every time my thoughts drift back to him.. and I won't lie, I even think about him so much that I've countlessly masturbated to his scent. I miss him so much in the mornings that at night I hold onto him so tightly.

I hum while thinking about his phallus for the umpteenth time.

     The first one reads:

"If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky.
Be my wind and I'll use my wings to watch you fly.
If you long to go where the roses float,
I'll provide you with water and I'll be your boat.
Because you are my light in life, there's nothing I wouldn't do to take away all your strife.
You are my fair one, my McKenzie,
and one day, my soon-to-be wife.