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'How could such a wonderful night be the prelude to a carnage?
He moved his face upward, to meet his prince's gaze, and he found it at once, for Dion was staring at him; golden eyes filled with bliss, in the soft relaxation that follows ecstasy.
His man stroked his face with the backs of his fingers, slowly, poignantly gently, "I love you, Terence. You are the wind beneath my wings." he said.'Set before the battle of Belenus Tor; written for @terence_tuesday prompt "May Greagor's breath fill your wings".
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