SIN
Zephyr led me from Persephone's Herb Garden to the Courtyard.
We were quiet the whole way there, me waiting for him to speak first, while he seemed lost in his own thoughts.
I sighed, running out of patience.
It never was my strong suit.
"So...." I pulled him to a stop just a few feet short from the courtyard "What did you want to talk about?"
"I'm Sorry" he blurted out.
"What?"
"I'm sorry for my behavior" his cheeks tinged pink "It's just...the Lotus extract...and I'm not a drinker...and..."
I chuckled at his loss for words.
"Zephyr, it's fine." I said "You didn't mean it. Everybody doesn't mean what they say when they're drunk."
He looked away.
"It was the Extract that made me say those things out loud" he said, walking deeper into the courtyard "But it wasn't the extract that made me think about them."
I gaped at his retreating form.
Did he really just say that?
Out loud?
Then I remembered what my Pappy used to say whenever he embarrassed my Grammy at family parties with his tipsy remarks.
"A drunken man's words are a sober man's thoughts."
"Whoa, hold up!" I caught up to him and yanked on his arm, getting him to stop his speed walking "You can't just drop that bomb on me and then walk away."
"Why aren't you yelling at me?"
"What?"
"Why aren't you yelling at me?" He mumbled, his blush deepening "After everything I said...I at least expected some yelling."
"I didn't know I was supposed too" I snorted "Thanks for the memo though."
"So you're not mad?"
"Oh, I'm mad" I crossed my arms "Pissed actually."
He gave me a confused look "But you just said..."
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BLOOD MOON
Werewolf"Legend has it there is always a reason why souls meet. Maybe they found each other for reasons that weren't so different after all. They were two souls searching and found a home lost in each other. When souls find comfort in one another, separatio...
