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moonlight.
Ivy grew from the crevices of the old, withered stone that lead up to the dwelling house. The mansion stood behind creaking iron gates, framed by silhouettes of skeletal trees glimmering in the rain. By the threshold lied a delicate marble fountain. The epicenter of the structure was decorated by the graceful, granite figure of a woman struck by some tragedy, face covered as she wept steady streams of water between her nimble fingers. The melodic gurgle of water could hardly be heard over the vicious crack of lightning, but he still could remember how tranquil it was in the sunlight.
But now, the two of them stood beneath the moon and thousands of shimmering stars.
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Clair de Lune is a descriptive bl roleplay. This follows all of Wattpads community guidelines. Homophobia will not be tolerated here or anywhere on my page.
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