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Eorwulf

A Short Story



Copyright © 2011 Michelle Miles

Published by Michelle Miles





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Eorwulf

It seems as though it has been years since I have seen him, though in truth only a few days have passed. Even so, I remember his last kiss and how his lips felt as if it was yesterday. I can still feel his scruffy cheeks under my palms, see his face in my mind―ruggedly handsome with an inherent strength, bronzed by wind and sun. I remember every detail of the color of his eyes, so dark-blue and mysterious, that I could get lost in their striking depths.

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