Her fingers lay gently upon her partner's cheek. A soft sigh escaped the other girl's lips as the first girl licked her own lips, as if hungry for something. "What if someone sees us?"
"No one will see us, Rea… My lolantra…" Her voice was silky, smooth. It had always sent shivers down Raven's spine. A soft whimper escaped Raven, her dark eyes closed in defeat as fingers traced the outline of her body. Her breath hitched as those same fingers pressed against a particularly sensitive spot. Her mouth was captured by the other girls. Soft, yet demanding kisses created little sounds, which rose from Raven's throat. The other girl moved the annoying piece of cloth to the side. She moved so that she was kneeling, her tongue gliding expertly over wanting areas, fingers pushing themselves into Raven. A loud gasp escaped the pale girl, causing the other one to double her efforts. Fingers pushed harder, deeper, tongue flicking over her hardened clit. "Don't… I'll… too-AH!"
Raven gasped, opening her eyes. She sat up in bed, her body drenched in a hot sweat as well as juices created from that hot dream. She licked her pale lips, fingers herself. That dream… it had happened once, in her past. A memory. A sweet, beautiful memory…
She pushed back the covers, going to change her clothing. Once finished with that she wrapped a cloak about her shoulders. She then proceeded to skim through her books until she found the one she wanted. Slowly she pulled it out. Yes, this was the one. She went back to her bed, ripping off the sheets and thrusting them down the shute, for washing. New sheets flew out of drawers, laying themselves upon her bed. The blanket jumped up, into place.
Content with her handiwork, Raven plopped down on the bed. Opening the book, she began to search for something with in it. The book its self was about another planet, a world of peace and harmony. A world with a mixture of the past and present. A world that was currently dead.
At last, she came to a certain page. A page she had read thousands of times, and had cried herself to sleep each time her eyes caught site of the words written there. But also, hidden amongst the pages was a picture. It was old and faded, though it still held the vivid colors. Once it had been much brighter, much more beautiful. But Raven's constant handling of the picture had forced it into a duller state.
In the picture sat two girls. One was pale with dark violet hair and sad, black eyes. She wore a simple black dress with a belt wrapped around her waist. At the center of the buckle on the belt sat a large gem. It was a beautiful black color, and shone with a bright intensity. Around her shoulders, was a cloak, this one a deep, plain looking violet. This small girl was unmistakably Raven.
The other girl in the picture had light, pale silvery hair, and bright lavender eyes. Her skin was bronze from being exposed to sun for most of the girl's life. She also wore a dress, her own unmistakably white. She also wore a belt that hugged her waist. The gem at the center of the buckle was a milky white. It made one think of the moon. Her cloak was a soft, light blue. So light that it almost looked white, like a fluffy cloud. This girl had never been seen before, save by the people of Azerath and Zendrainon.
Neither girl was smiling, a deep sadness rested between the two. They held a large book, though they stared at the camera rather than the tome in front of them. The sat in front of a large green bush, red lily like flowers bloomed, making a great contrast in the picture. It almost hurt ones eyes and distracted them from the main subject of the photo. The sky above them was bright blue, clouds roamed freely in the sky. The picture was almost happy.
Raven's lower lips trembled. No… I can't let this get a hold of me. Keep your emotions under check… She slammed the book shut, putting it back in it's hiding place on the shelf, along with her countless other books.