House Made of Rivers

A romantic novella!

The stardust in my head…

None but You

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope…I have loved none but you.” ~ Jane Austen, Persuasion

Do Dravite Eyes Truly See?

I’ve never before seen a savage— not the true eloquent sort, who looks like he walked out of highland glens that wear brume like vestal veils, hazy gauze that lifts and falls only slightly when wind mavens laugh breezing by. No, wildlings like you died off fantastical eons— though only truly some centuries—ago. But stubborn,…

“We love because it’s the only true adventure.”

~ Nikki Giovanni

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