Chapter 3 – Paragons

The twinkle of the stars burned bright despite the gauzy thick veil of clouds. And the moon was the white beacon of protection for all those who feared the dark, the witness of lovers who could only meet when the sun set, and the perfect silent friend for those who basked best when no one could see the flaws brought to light so often during the day. Shivers trembled down her spine as the chills of a passing breeze brushed against the exposed, sensitive soft skin of her neck despite being covered in silk and leather from head to toe.

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