Date: 2011-11-30 08:32 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] bornofbattle.livejournal.com
"A man can see a lot when not tied to a patch of earth like a herd beast."

The sky was a blue-black velvet, sprinkles of stars scattered on it like diamonds. Stars that too soon would lose their shine when the moon held court in the dark.

"I am Conan." One thing about her disturbed him. She spoke well, was relatively clean, and wore warriors leathers. But where was her weapon? It would be death for anyone to be out here unarmed. Even shepherds had staffs when they went to find their wandering sheep. "Your sword. Have you lost that as well?"

"And are you tired, Selene? After all the night is young." Conan had a healthy respect, even a fear of the supernatural, if one could call it that. However, he was not one to look down upon the unexpected gift of a willing bedmate.
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