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actionreactionDay six of 31_days.
The flowers and greens of Faerie was something that always took Seamus a little getting used to. Even without Siobhan’s telltale magic jump, Seamus could feel the very instant they had left their own world, for the magic-suffused green land the petite fairy called home.
They’d start unerringly at Siobhan’s bower and it would be many long hours before they’d pull themselves, half dressed, and still touching and kissing each other lazily, from the green bower and actually wander around Faerie.
It was on such an occasion they wander down by a stream, one draped and surrounded by flowers and trees. It splashed and trickled merrily as if laughing merrily at some joke only it understood.
It was here Seamus planned his impromptu photo session, a series of shots of an beautiful winged blue fairy, bathing, drowsing, gathering flowers by the flowing water. A series entitled “A Leisurely Encounter by a Stream” that showed Siobhan’s true nature, a series for Seamus and Siobhan alone.
It never mattered to Seamus if Siobhan wore his glamour or not. He was beautiful, any way he was, and it showed as clear in the photos as it did in Seamus’s eyes.
The flowers and greens of Faerie was something that always took Seamus a little getting used to. Even without Siobhan’s telltale magic jump, Seamus could feel the very instant they had left their own world, for the magic-suffused green land the petite fairy called home.
They’d start unerringly at Siobhan’s bower and it would be many long hours before they’d pull themselves, half dressed, and still touching and kissing each other lazily, from the green bower and actually wander around Faerie.
It was on such an occasion they wander down by a stream, one draped and surrounded by flowers and trees. It splashed and trickled merrily as if laughing merrily at some joke only it understood.
It was here Seamus planned his impromptu photo session, a series of shots of an beautiful winged blue fairy, bathing, drowsing, gathering flowers by the flowing water. A series entitled “A Leisurely Encounter by a Stream” that showed Siobhan’s true nature, a series for Seamus and Siobhan alone.
It never mattered to Seamus if Siobhan wore his glamour or not. He was beautiful, any way he was, and it showed as clear in the photos as it did in Seamus’s eyes.