Summary

In an era where time seemed to slip through our fingers like grains of sand, and distance kept us apart, there was a love so profound that it yearned for a connection beyond the bounds of mere moments. When modern gadgets and gizmos failed to bridge the chasm between hearts, the old-fashioned charm of a timeless treasure came to the rescue. As the ink flowed, it carried with it the essence of longing, devotion, and tenderness, forming an eternal connection between the sender and the receiver. When the quill gently touched the parchment, it was as if the hearts themselves were dancing, expressing emotions that words alone could not articulate. In a realm where the senses were enraptured by each handwritten word, the fragrance of love permeated the air. The soft rustling of paper as the letter was unfurled, the sound of the reader's heartbeat quickening with every turn of the page, all added to the symphony of romance. And so, as the years passed and the world evolved, the power of the love letter remained untouched by time and technology. This grand tradition of pouring one's soul onto paper, just as the valiant priest Valentine once did, ensured that the spirit of love endured, making each Valentine's Day a celebration of the enduring power of the heart's desires.' Regrade go to @Seong_Grace on Wattpad The full blurb will be on my Insta.

Genre: Romance/Other

Author: Arabela Taylor

Status: Complete

Chapters: 2

Rating: n/a

Age Rating: 16+

Chapter 1

Dear Moon…

She open a bit her grey eyes when a soft kiss was placed over her pink petals giving her the tip of fresh maden coffee he had just drank, but yet her heavy lids closed again.

Didn't pass long when She heard the main door closing, her eyes widened, run to the door, but the car just took the road and a wavy hand came from it.

She missed it again. Turned all sad but the scent of coffee made her feet follow it, ending up in the kitchen area.

He had left a perfect queen breakfast for her. Near the omelet was a papyrus card tagged with a red thread that holds a mini note : Open me! A smile quickly replaced her sad face as removed the thread and read the letter turn to words that made those phrases.

Dear Moon

Has been quite a while now to meet you briefly only on the morning when I am about to run away.

I want to stop the time there when you approached me when you came just before I get up.

But I can't because that is precisely the time when others need me.

Glaring your gloomy face, smelling your delicate aroma, feeling your warm body against mine and with all those airless kisses we shared, I only hope to be enough to pass another winter day away from each other.

I need to inform you that our encounter is on Monday at 6:35 pm.

I will be impatiently waiting but don't worry I will mean no harm for no one.

I may shine for others too but only you are my reflection.

Your Sun!

Silver tears escape from her gray eyes as she read the papyrus-card. Fast she moved them away, rolled the papyrus again and ate the meal made from love.

The breakfast was exquisite but lately doesn't taste as before when he used to feed her not only with omelette but pouring love in every single touch.

She did a bit of exercise, a fifteen minutes of meditation to relax all the tension, again she missed his radiant presence when taking a long bath.

Their home is always tied up by them not letting much to do neither of them.

After getting cozy under warm blanket, from the nightstand she draw some homemade papirus card and pen's, start to fill the emptiness of them with words pouring from her mind that holds heart emotions.

As soon as she ended up writing, a heavy sleep closed her eyelids.