03-21-2020, 11:07 PM
As predicted, he looked in her direction. A gleaming smile beamed with adoration, but from Philip a wry one was returned. “I know,” he agreed. “Try not to let it distract you too much,” he said with coy amusement. She might have added that he was also exceedingly handsome, a truth also intrinsically known.
Stillness settled his skin like a statue while she approached, a willing accomplice to whatever nefarious plan spun behind those glittering eyes. Rejection was not in Philip’s soul unless the offer tempted sin. Until the messenger of the dream suddenly beckoned with curling fingers toward forbidden fruit, acceptance awaited.
He was accustomed to the reach of hands. Like the faithful woman desiring only to brush the hem of holy cloaks, he would be devoured by the same multitudinous conviction if he allowed it. In such times, he clasped their eagerness and stretched them toward the robes of Christ instead.
This was different, and interpretation was a mystery. The skin of one palm was mangled by scars, through which he could barely discern a shape. It seemed disjointed from the rest of her pale figure as if the hand belonged to some other being.
“Dangerous because of me and yet you are not afraid?”
As his hands slipped into hers, the world slipped away.
Stillness settled his skin like a statue while she approached, a willing accomplice to whatever nefarious plan spun behind those glittering eyes. Rejection was not in Philip’s soul unless the offer tempted sin. Until the messenger of the dream suddenly beckoned with curling fingers toward forbidden fruit, acceptance awaited.
He was accustomed to the reach of hands. Like the faithful woman desiring only to brush the hem of holy cloaks, he would be devoured by the same multitudinous conviction if he allowed it. In such times, he clasped their eagerness and stretched them toward the robes of Christ instead.
This was different, and interpretation was a mystery. The skin of one palm was mangled by scars, through which he could barely discern a shape. It seemed disjointed from the rest of her pale figure as if the hand belonged to some other being.
“Dangerous because of me and yet you are not afraid?”
As his hands slipped into hers, the world slipped away.
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