- Messages
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- Rosethorn Wand 11" Essence of Dragons Blood
Ash stood on the bridge that arched over the pond that was located a little while into the forest that encircled Ash and Chloe's house. He had left a note on the table adressed to Chloe with instructions on how to reach Ash, and as it was now dark and the sun had long disappeared, the newly graduated man smiled to himself, as he knew the moment soon approached that would make or break him. He felt peaceful as he glanced up at the full-moon, admiring it's beauty. The clearing within which the pond was located now looked still and eerie, and the only thing that kept the feeling at bay was the hundreds of candels Ash had lit and set around the bridge and the walkway that help the blankets, pillows and various other goodies he had packed in his basket.
Ash sighed to himself as he waited for his beloved, turning the box which contained a ring over in his hands. He had found his soul mate, and wasn't going to wait forever to intwine their lives together. After alot of consideration he had finally decided that he simply could not wait. The title of his 'girlfriend' sounded dull and plain, and when he looked at Chloe, he saw more than that word contained. He saw his fiancé... He saw his wife. "And now we see if she see's the same in me," he said to himself, turning towards the approaching sound of footsteps. His chest tightened and he could suddenly feel butterflies in his stomach. He was the cliff... Would he be able to fly? Or was he about to plummet?
Ash sighed to himself as he waited for his beloved, turning the box which contained a ring over in his hands. He had found his soul mate, and wasn't going to wait forever to intwine their lives together. After alot of consideration he had finally decided that he simply could not wait. The title of his 'girlfriend' sounded dull and plain, and when he looked at Chloe, he saw more than that word contained. He saw his fiancé... He saw his wife. "And now we see if she see's the same in me," he said to himself, turning towards the approaching sound of footsteps. His chest tightened and he could suddenly feel butterflies in his stomach. He was the cliff... Would he be able to fly? Or was he about to plummet?