Becoming Calder

As long as we’re both under the same moon, we’ll always find a way to each other.

Eden, I vow this. My heart is yours. My life is yours. My body is yours. My art, my dreams. You own each and every part of me.

If I were just a boy, and you were just a girl, I wouldn't kiss you once like you asked." He paused and my heart dropped. Oh. "Eden, I'd kiss you long, and I'd kiss you often.

If I have to live in Elysium for eternity with someone I don't love, I thought maybe a kiss from you, even just one, would make it bearable.

Eden, yeah, she was definitely a morning glory: as pretty as a flower, with the strength of a weed.

I kissed her with all I had and everything I was worth, which, most likely, wasn't very much right about then.

She had dared to dream beyond what someone else had ordained her destiny to be, beyond what even the gods had destined.

I love this. I love you, the feel of you, the smell of you, just you,

I feel your lips on me, Eden. When I close my eyes, when I’m awake. I taste you. You are my first breath, and my last. I feel you.

You’re mine, Eden. You always have been, from the very first second I saw you.” I nodded. It seemed like the simplest truth the world had ever known.

Calder kissed me in a way that made me believe I had no only always been his, but I would be his forever. In this life or any other. In his kiss was the promise that wherever he and I existed, we would belong to each other.

I am yours. I've always been yours. I'll be yours here on earth, in Elysium. I'll fight the gods if I have to. I'll stand before them and declare

If this is the last piece of heaven I get before I'm dragged down to hell, then I'll gladly take it.

I’m going to take you away from here, to a place where my bed is your bed, and my home is your home. And in that place, I’ll never be more than an arm’s reach from you.

There's no sense of satisfaction in something you didn't do anything to achieve,

If I were just a boy, and you were just a girl, I wouldn’t kiss you once like you asked.” He paused and my heart dropped. Oh. “Eden, I’d kiss you long, and I’d kiss you often.

The gods created this place for us," I whispered, smiling dreamily. Calder paused, brushing his lips once more across my throat before responding. "Yes." I felt him smile against my skin. "Why do you think they did that?" "So we'd have a place to fall in love.

It’s my heart that makes me want to deny my so-called destiny.” It’s my heart that wants you to be my destiny.

I'm going to take it slow this time. We're going to burn every stroke, every touch, and every kiss into our skin so when we're back together, it will only then just be cooling. While we're apart, we'll still be keeping each other warm.

But of course, life never worked that way. You had to live every minute of the hard part in order to get to the good.

I had dreams as well. In that moment, right there and then, I admitted to myself that I longed for more for my life and maybe those dreams were beautiful too. Brave. I had always pushed that desire away, ashamed of it, thinking it sinful, selfish. But maybe, just maybe, my own dreams weren’t as sinful as I’d always thought them to be…somehow.

I watched her silently as she retreated. And somewhere deep down inside, somewhere where there were no rules and no limits, somewhere where only the beating of my own heart could be heart, love took root.

Every once in a while I hear something...something between a feeling and a whisper.

He sifts through all the pebbles until he finds the smoothest one he can, and presents it to her as a token of his love.

..."And when you go back to your room tonight, I'll know I'm closer to you than I was yesterday, and my bed will have your smell all over it".

And then his mouth met mine and the taste of him was all I knew. I moaned, a wordless confession of my desire and complete willingness

I watched her silently as she retreated. And somewhere deep down inside, somewhere where there were no rules and no limits, somewhere where only the beating of my own heart could be heard, love took root.

Acadia “Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.” Homer, The Iliad

The thing about Maya was it was like that extra chromosome was filled to bursting with love. So filled up, it wa constantly leaking out of her in some shouty way, and she just couldn't keep it insinde her. It hat to come out in some way, shape or form.

I hate saying goodbye to you.” I nuzzled my face into his chest and then tipped my head back and looked up at him. “Just promise me once we get out of here, we’ll never say goodbye again.” “I promise.