The soft dim light of the hall helped set the mood for the motion. The Woman so slowly gliding down the dusty portal, the particles of dust creating a mist throughout the space. The emotion of the moment, the Women so intensely longing for his embrace.
The Man stomping carelessly, feeling no passion, looking harsh. Thinking, in his deepest mind, about the pain of his words cutting through her heart.
Closer and closer to the moment of embrace, he stops.
She smiles, unawares of the feelings awaiting her.
She embraces the cold harsh shadow of the man who once she called her lover.
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