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CLARK
The stars twinkle brightly, shining with a splendour and beauty that only one person can surpass. Lana's beauty is more magnificent, more perfect than this amazing night sky.
My eyes un-consciously go to her bedroom window, straining to see my perfect angel. I look through my telescope, and my eyes alight upon her striking form. She stares out into the night sky, the moonlight dancing across her delicate features, her porcelain skin glowing, contrasting against the darkness of her silky hair.
Her sparkling eyes focus on me, and even though it's impossible for her to have seen me, I can still feel her glorious gaze sweeping over me.
I wonder why she is awake at this hour, it's nearly 3AM. Maybe she couldn't sleep either. I long to see her closer up, I long to be able to speak to her, know that just for a moment it was my voice occupying her thoughts.
She disappears from my view for a moment, then I catch site of her stepping onto her porch. She delicately walks down onto the roadside, lifts her head towards the stars, and then continues walking. She's heading towards my loft.
My heart flutters in my chest as I realize her destination. Why is she coming here, at this time? Maybe she's drawn to me like I am drawn to her.
Lost in my thoughts I do not hear her soft footfalls as she comes towards me. But her angelic voice drags me out of my daze as she softly calls my name.
"Clark?"
I turn around slowly, afraid this is only another dream. Her magical presence is so un-earthly that it could easily be nothing more than another of my fantasy's. I gulp and answer her, trying to drag my eyes away from her own beautiful blue eyes. (a/n: please don't hurt me, I can't remember what colour her eyes are!)
"Lana. what are you doing up here?"
She smiles at me, warming me from head to toe.
"I couldn't sleep, and wanted some company."
"Same here."
"Well, do you want to go for a walk then?"
I flash her a smile.
"Sure."
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CLARK
The stars twinkle brightly, shining with a splendour and beauty that only one person can surpass. Lana's beauty is more magnificent, more perfect than this amazing night sky.
My eyes un-consciously go to her bedroom window, straining to see my perfect angel. I look through my telescope, and my eyes alight upon her striking form. She stares out into the night sky, the moonlight dancing across her delicate features, her porcelain skin glowing, contrasting against the darkness of her silky hair.
Her sparkling eyes focus on me, and even though it's impossible for her to have seen me, I can still feel her glorious gaze sweeping over me.
I wonder why she is awake at this hour, it's nearly 3AM. Maybe she couldn't sleep either. I long to see her closer up, I long to be able to speak to her, know that just for a moment it was my voice occupying her thoughts.
She disappears from my view for a moment, then I catch site of her stepping onto her porch. She delicately walks down onto the roadside, lifts her head towards the stars, and then continues walking. She's heading towards my loft.
My heart flutters in my chest as I realize her destination. Why is she coming here, at this time? Maybe she's drawn to me like I am drawn to her.
Lost in my thoughts I do not hear her soft footfalls as she comes towards me. But her angelic voice drags me out of my daze as she softly calls my name.
"Clark?"
I turn around slowly, afraid this is only another dream. Her magical presence is so un-earthly that it could easily be nothing more than another of my fantasy's. I gulp and answer her, trying to drag my eyes away from her own beautiful blue eyes. (a/n: please don't hurt me, I can't remember what colour her eyes are!)
"Lana. what are you doing up here?"
She smiles at me, warming me from head to toe.
"I couldn't sleep, and wanted some company."
"Same here."
"Well, do you want to go for a walk then?"
I flash her a smile.
"Sure."
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