Reflections of Resonance
Something to be said about a wedding: specifically my sister and Valik’s. That something? I spent half the time drinking and half the time thinking about how actually jealous I was of my own baby sibling. She was precious in the way you think. Soft, careful, caring, and entirely too good for anyone but my best friend. Yes, I am absolutely biased towards them. I would shred anyone who hurt Heaven. I would be the one tearing them apart, not her Mate. She was the youngest girl, I was the youngest boy. In that alone, we shared status. The final set-up, the final walk-through threw me back into my high school days. Mom insisted on footwear. Heaven strongly advocated against it. She wanted to feel the grass beneath her, to feel the Great Mother’s healing ability flow through her person unhin
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