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“This tattoo...how did you come to settle on this?”
Aaric muttered as he lightly caressed her naked back, awe in his voice as his mind drifted back to the memories of past.
Memories that reminded him of a time centuries past.
“I had a dream one night. I was standing in the middle of a field of beautiful flowers, midnight blue. They were dazzling. I’d never seen anything like it. I was admiring admiring them when I heard the saddest melody. It was melancholic and painful but there was also a kind of happiness to it. It enamored me. I was lost in the notes of the ballad when Butterflies the colour of the pretty flowers filled the sky of stars that shimmered down on their wings, making them look like the glowing stars. I wanted to look for the source of the song but I woke up instead
