Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24416658-20140513012235

Tanner wrapped his arms around Triste, as he fell into the unconsciousness of dreamland.

Kings of Olde, greet thine servants.

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The next morning, Tanner woke. Yawning slightly, he opened his eyes to see Triste, still slightly asleep. He smiled and kissed her lightly.

"Good morrow, my sweet. Dawn awakens."