Written for Usagi and Mamoru: A Love Like No Other. Link on my bio page.
65. Last dance (100 words)
Mamoru closed his eyes and he drifted into a now familiar landscape though a very unfamiliar scene.
A masquerade ball. A room filled with people. A trusting queen. A bracelet against the stair rail. A small hand clasped in his own. A small figure gliding by his side. A long white dress and long pale hair. A dark tuxedo with a red-lined cape. A pair of twinkling earrings match a pair of twinkling eyes. A domino mask. A crescent moon. A shared smile. A string quartet. A haunting melody. A waltz. A step. A spin. An embrace.
Our last dance.
