MA-SAAR

           “ Saar, it gives you no right                to act like a babe about                it! I thought you wanted                 to learn some human                 things!”

A wild grin was spread wide across the lips of the  Riverland girl. Her dark eyes  were bright and playful as  she moved towards him. Her hands grabbed his, knowing  he liked to wear his clothes for farming more than the clothes she had given him to impress her father. 

❝ And learning I am. Though if you wish to get technical,

my Lady, the preferred way to exist is being naked. Though

that would be even more inappropriate than voicing displeasure,

wouldn’t it?  ❞

Saar smiled a little when she took his hands, tilting downward so 

that he could press his lips against her forehead. A woman gasped.

❝ His other half. The one which gave him love and hope----

                              “ Aye. I know, my dear.                                  I know you have no                                   mortal possessions                                  and no home if we ever                                 wed, but I don’t want                                 to be with anyone but                                            Y  O  U.           “

Her eyes then looked into his  with a certainty. She knew his past and present and only wished to be in his future. She wished Saar was human and a lord. It would make it so much  easier for her. 

Within her he had found  a home. It did not need to be a place.

When he was with her, he felt strangely at peace. Saar gnawed

at his lower lip, tugging her a bit closer.

❝  ...it would be possible to give offer of immortality. What is that

❝  Kind? One has little experience in such a notion.  ❞ He

stepped closer to her, eyes alight with curiosity. Saar reached

up and gently touched her cheek. ❝  Blushing----why are you

doing such a thing? Simply because one speaks what it finds

Her voice was gentle as her hands rested in their correct positions.  Slowly, she began to lead the simple waltz. Her dark eyes stayed on his. Her lips barely hovered over his.

consent to learn to dance----after faltering a few times 

he found it was relatively easy. Pointless, perhaps. But

relatively easy. As they danced he rested his forehead

against hers. 

❝  -----no.  ❞ Unsure why it made him feel sad----uncertain----

humans were supposed to marry humans, after all. ❝  But there

Emileria smiled and moved close to him, taking his hands and placing them  where they should go. One on her waist and then the other in her own. She gave  his lips a quick kiss. 

stopped speaking of himself at all. ❝  You seek marriage but

wish for us to have monogamy?  ❞

Not that it was hard on his part----he’d never felt much of sexual

desire & the only person he’d been close with was her. ❝  Would it

not be easier to just dance with a human?  ❞  Yet he kept his hands

The words were hushed. Not afraid, nor excited. Just pure curiosity and wonder etched into her features. Definitely not a man then, for men could die by almost anything. Fragile, really, despite their thinking.

A god of death. That brought a surge of worry into the woman’s chest. Although she was not too concerned for herself, being immortal, the omen was still a dark one to bear.

“Then why are you here?”

❝  The creator seeks its other half, one that damned herself to cease his reign of terror. Though one cannot find her. One thinks she will never stay in one realm for long.  One has decided to go about its own business lest the creator makes one in a more useful form. ❞

Her forehead rested against his as she suddenly got an idea. She moved from his grasp to stand. She had her back to him as she watched the meadows sway back and forth in the wind like waves of  the ocean. 

                                        “ Saar, you are more to me than you                                               will ever be to yourself.”

was far more focused on the way she moved from him, only to

look down upon him once more. Saar wrinkled his nose. ❝  Dancing.

It is not something done so easily. ❞  But he got up all the same. 

The new speech pattern will take a long time to sink in, though if

it makes her happy then surely it will be worth it. Saar wraps his arms

around her waist, pressing their foreheads together.

Her smile was gentle as she moved to his hand. Her hand grabbed his before she kissed the heel of his hand. She then pressed it to her cheek, as if wanting his gentleness as he wanted hers.

affection, more closeness. One calloused hand 

reached up to run through her hair. He kissed her

neck, nipping along her pulse line as he smiled.

❝ The decision----? That forsaking---- what you might

call a past. Or many pasts. Perhaps it is not a bad thing.

Her words confused him----but she made him feel happy. An

emotion he had a hard time grasping until he met her. When she

pulled away he stayed quiet for a little longer, eyes half lidded.

❝ If it means losing you----  ❞ It went against his very nature. Against

what he had been created for. Saar slid his hands down her torso and

rested them on her waist. ❝  I have decided.  ❞ 

                            “ Yes. I would like to practice                                monogamy. I would love to                                 be possessive over you.”

Her forehead rested against the sloping forehead of the  other.

For how many centuries had he referred to himself as such?

He never had anyone tell him otherwise----never had reason to 

believe it.  Saar ran his fingers along her collarbones, eyes downcast.

                      “ Saar is allowed to be                          possessive. Am I                          allowed to be                          possessive?”

Are you implying that this should be, as you say, a relationship? ❞

He tilted his head to the side, long bangs falling over his eyes and

blurring his vision. ❝  Because one does not have qualm with you

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Emileria was silent as she listened to him speak. He was so well-spoken when he wished to be. Every  time, it seemed that the  man of many questions and awkward expressions wasn’t there when he spoke like  that. His words caused her  heart that pounded in her ribs to thump a bit more.

                       “ I am. I am blushing.                           You speak so sweet                            and kind. You make                            me do this.”

Saar was not one for physical contact, but she seemed to have a

way of changing his mind. Ever since they first met she had introduced

him to gentleness he never even imagined would be given to him. It was

flattering----very kind----and he wasn’t sure that he deserved it.

He nipped at her lower lip, a playful gesture, though he made sure to not

hurt her. A small growl reverberated in his throat. ❝  The thought of losing