"At midwinter we beat back the night. Children thrash the bushes with sticks. But in the palace..."
He flipped the fail over her shoulder and then dragged it forward over her breast.
"We beat each other. The sun beats back the night until it surrenders."
He leaned in close.
"Completely."
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Date: 2022-12-28 08:21 am (UTC)"At midwinter we beat back the night. Children thrash the bushes with sticks. But in the palace..."
He flipped the fail over her shoulder and then dragged it forward over her breast.
"We beat each other. The sun beats back the night until it surrenders."
He leaned in close.
"Completely."