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| SheDidNotSmile X His disjointed dreaming induced by the altered potion caused him to twitch and turn in the bedding … He was quite aware that he was dreaming, as lucid as if his eyes were open, and he standing wide awake … He was indeed standing in his dream … In a beautiful landscape of unfamiliar, yet idyllic topography … surrounded by enormous trees, there under dappled sunlight and gently sloping hills that led down to a narrow sparkling river … He was thirsty, parched really … The flowing river proved irresistible, he moved down to its nearest bank … and although he might drink deeply of its cool waters, he was resigned to the fact that his thirst would never slake … Bellatrix woke to the sound of him murmuring in the low tones of restless slumber … She draped an arm over him, her head pillowed upon his warm shoulder … She sighed softly, quite aware that the current of his passion for her would never flow with such fierce intensity as that which she felt for him … yet she remained ever hopeful that it might, that it yet could … Fin 4Mimi |
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