Date: 2007-10-10 09:38 pm (UTC)
an_evening_star: (whither thou goest)
"All that matters," she states, simply and with the sort of dignity that covers the spreading redness along her cheeks. "Is that it is where you are."

A quick, almost sheepish, breath out of her nose and she shakes her head again before speaking.

One figures that if they are going to say something, they might as well say the entire something.

"Your world, Tristran Thorn, with all of its rain and dirt and potent wines and - and incredibly overzealous goblins -" her arms slide downward, curling around his sides. "It is only home to me because you are in it."

The star shrugs then, nonchalantly. The whole world is stories except for the little that she has seen - and, even then, she has only seen the world with him.

"So if you decide one day to navigate the farthest regions of Hell itself," she pauses, lips curling. "You had best believe that I will be right there telling you precisely why I could have thought of far better places to spend a vacation."
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