Astral
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“Next time we leave Dakri, we will take a night and create a shooting star just for us.” He walked with her to the bedroom and he dropped back onto the bedding, still inside her.
She draped herself over him and stroked every inch of the skin that she had missed. Sparks flared between them again and he stopped her as she started to rock on him. “Let me get my suit off this time.”
She smiled and dismounted, wearing nothing but her neck ribbon and the band on her arm. Idly, as he tried to untangle the fabric around his thighs, she asked, “What are these bands for?”
“The neck band is decoration, the arm band means you are mated.”
“Did your people take it off often?” She smiled as he returned to her, reciprocating the caresses she had given him earlier.
“On a Valoi couple, they would be tattooed in mineral inks. That isn’t possible with us, but Arci is working on the possibility of marking us beyond what he has already done.”
As he rocked into her, she contemplated the markings she had already received. She had status as an avatar, a body that didn’t hunger or thirst and enough power to light up the sky of any world nearby. Add the skin that was a negative of Zakkar’s and she had more changes to her form than she could shake a stick at.
When they started to burn together, two halves of the same star, she knew that no matter what happened in the future, this was her one true home and being with Zakkar and Arci made all the lights in the distance far more friendly.
Millions of stars and thousands of them sentient meant that no matter what happened, their odd little trio would never be alone.
Author’s Note
Welcome to the avatar set. Each book in this set of Terran Times Tales begins with an A and contains a living planet or star.
Every mythology in the world has either a goddess or god to represent the planet or one to represent the sky. I think this is the neatest idea in existence.
Wouldn’t life be easier if Mother Earth could really tell us what she thought about us? Or perhaps, she would not be pleased at all.
Either way, I am bringing you fluffy little tales that explore a what-if scenario on worlds that exist only in my imagination.
Oh, and for those who are interested, Fish will appear whenever Zakkar and Dina do in the future.
Viola Grace
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About the Author
Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be analytical which leaves her mind hopping to weave stories. No co-worker is safe from her character analysis. In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales.
Viola’s fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and something that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love.