A feel of imminence was
in the air; inescapably suborning
everything. It made the largest
feel so small, while tiny particles
grew tall somehow.
Suddenly, a shimmering,
was standing there. Draped in filmy,
flowing black; gossamer, her wings
bedecked in glittering silver/gold .
Gently, she reached out to touch
Kneeling before him, like
of Goddess to the God, he reached
and found her touchably complete.
As all the years they'd spent in slumber
simply slipped away...
? Michaelette ?
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