( this is all... A LOT... but even still, though it has shionne gulp-ing down at a hard lump in her throat, as they dance, she feels compelled to go on about... holding hands? )
A flame that burns— a warmth that lingers. I feel it in thy touch, with the tips of my fingers...
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but even still, though it has shionne gulp-ing down at a hard lump in her throat, as they dance, she feels compelled to go on about... holding hands? )
A flame that burns— a warmth that lingers. I feel it in thy touch, with the tips of my fingers...