The Fly, The Dragon And The Unstoppable Magic Of Love

“What I’d give to be a fly on that wall, to be an unnoticed observer of a particular situation.”

If I had a pile of dung for every time, I’ve heard that, I’d be a happy fly. Wanting to know the ins and outs of someone else’s private life, seems to be the wishes of many- but let me tell you- being an actual fly on some of these walls is not for the faint of heart.

That’s what got me in to this situation to begin with. Sometimes, ignorance really is bliss, sometimes knowing what you shouldn’t, well, let me catch you up.

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She was beauty in motion. There wasn’t anyone that looked at her that didn’t wonder what it would be like to have her affections. But she had no desire to belong to someone. She did what she wanted when she wanted and with whomever she wanted. Freedom was her lover; the wind and midnight sky her companions. She wanted for nothing.

Except the joy of her child.

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She had loved once, as a human, and it nearly killed her. She loved so intensely that it burned a scar onto her heart — so deep, that she feared she would never love again. He betrayed her. The worst kind of betrayal, offered her everything, delivered it and then took the very thing that made her human.