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As words took shape from the spike of her tongue I was entranced and felt as if I could not move. I nodded blankly, and with all my might witheld myself from weeping in fear.Two emeralds delicately placed sparkled with enchantment, set atop a rose. In between lie a pillar. This is my place of rest, my shrine, a temple for my love. Peach colored walls, boundless curving halls. A holy shape in true form. I kneal at the offering plate, and pray that this moment may last forever.A magnetic pull forced upon to sit down. She took my head in her lap, and put my heart to rest with her gentle touch weaving through my hair. I closed my eyes as her clear harmonious voiced rang clear in my head, and began to manifest a clear picture in my mind...