Totally forget the little stick that Fenkuz had gave us. You have took it and you have looked at it, as for accurately examine it. Then you have passed it to me. It was s simple little stick of wood but on it were the two symbols. Algiz and Thurizaz. Two symbols of really protection.
After few minutes that i had it in my hand, it broke in half. And from it cames out a pale light that had arounded us and the appartement. We looked at eachother and in a whisper i asked you ‘ Did i broken it? …. will does it work the same?’ You have caressed my hand that was keeping the little stick, and our eyes met. My heart was beating strong, and you could see my worry in my eyes. You have holded more tight my hand and you have looked at me with a sweet smile.
‘You didnt broken it. What i learnt from this magnificient place, is that there is always a reason for everything. Fenkuz gave me this little stick, earlier that i confessed him what i feeling for you…and rembember you are my princess, you couldnt ever destroy anything at least that you dont want to.’ Your words got calmed me and i melted myself in your eyes. In a sighed i repeated ‘Surely it’s this reason…’ I was looking at you then i looked at the little stick, but i felt like scrambled. The stick was broken and i still holded the two parts. It seemed that i didnt wanted me separate. I hoped that i able to reunite them. In my bottom i felt a bit guilty, but i knew that you got right.
You went in the kitchen to take something to drink. When you returned, i was trying to adjust the little stick. You remained stand for a minute to staring me. I didnt have noticed you was looking at me. Slowly you sat next to me and in a whisper ‘I love you even for this… Despite you’re a woman, a wonderful woman, i love your childish side, all this cointains your magic… dont ever change’ and your glance has changed in a more profound glance. You left the glasses on the little table and we looked at eachother, and slowly our lips approached one another. Our lips were caressing eachother. It wasnt a kiss, but it was going beyond than a kiss. We were feeling strangling us. We didnt have felt need to stop. Instead we went ahead. More our lips caress eachother, more we knew that was the only way to exceed all this.
In meanwhile the darkness was fallen and outside Fenkuz was looking at the pale light that came out from the appartment. On his face was well printed a smile.
Pyr, despite his blindness, could see the flare, and he went next to Fenkuz who said simply ‘The little stick broke…'”