Halo

 

A man didn't forget that face. God knows, he hadn't. Timeless. In one of his

youthful fantasies, he'd imagined her as a princess, lost and lovely in flowing silks.

And himself as the knight who would have slain a hundred dragons to have her.

Suzanna's Surrender

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Baby, I can see your halo

You know you're my saving grace

 

Perfect

Raven knew how it needed to be sung: face to face, eye to eye.  

It was a caress of a song, meant for lovers.  The audience was silent now.

Their harmony was close, intricate.  

Raven had once thought it must be like making love.  

Their voices flowed into each other.  

Once More with Feeling

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