I Dream I Dream of Her
My editor Angel has once again done a wonderful job of editing this story. My sincerest thanks to her for all the hard work and effort. * The night is still. A gentle breeze blows through the trees and only the rustling of the fallen leaves disturbs the stillness of the night. My thoughts are interrupted, I look up at the moon and smile. She smiles back, her wan smile, illuminating the night sky. To her right stands Taurus the bull, his head lowered ready to charge and defend his realm. On...