Trev gently held her head as his olivaceous genuflector leaned from hip into the terra granite lave, a christening of sorts, as water flowed warm over hair wet and beautiful. Em closed her blind eyes, her hands at her waist, trembling, holding her ivory silk sash loosely. Trev moved behind her. She felt contact. As did he. Nothing said as water gurgled from the golden spigot in sympathy to thoughts rushing as one softly spooned into the other, a communication overt enough to be denied as the hands of time raced with breath shallow and quick. Hair was washed but neither noticed and where silk once hung from shoulders willing, lips risked a touch. Somewhere else a knowing Null smiled.
Soundtrack for this chapter: Johnny Vicious Club Mix of Unwritten
4 comments:
Sensual, it's quite amazing how onomatopoeic rushing becomes within the words that surround it, the rush of water flowing over her hair, the same softly rushing sound that silk moving across a shoulder might make. Delightfully delicious is the softest, sweetest way. Love the implications of the last part and from a purely literary point of view, it's just such a wonderful, poetic ending that rolls off behind closed doors. Lovely chapter and image!!
Thank you Sweetest. When I saw the image this morning, I knew the chapter to be written. Been a long time coming for Em and Trev but I think we've seen this in the works going all the back to karaoke night. :-D
I can already see Em's face, when she gets her sight back and she looks into Trev's face. That look is so clear in my mind right now as to be scary, as if I was there, as if I've seen it.
Olivaceous genuflector.., an image both sensuous and holy. Like raising a 'loving act' to spiritual level! The alliteration is well placed & the water gurgling from the golden spigot is beautifully onomatopoeic sound!
I love the one " spooning into the other" That has always been one of my most favourite image always. Like one clasping into the other.. a mould in a socket... one for another, one half without the other, one made for just the other, every nook & corner and atom of being.. one for another...
LOL! I guess I suddenly know now, what Serena says when she speaks of 'true love'.. an epiphany at your blog ! :D
The whole chapter is a 'silky image' held gently in beautiful hands and carefully woven with love .
The crescendo is of course the "knowing Null". That is an amazing personification![ Even if Null is a real character somewhere, i love it as a pun!] But The image itself is amazing... Its like Personification of Future!
Mona, your comment honors this chapter is ways I can't begin to explain. Let me just say, this is the first comment I read this morning and I couldn't think of a better way to start my day. Smiles are contagious. I promise to spread the joy you have given me.
I'm LMFAO because I missed the pun of a "knowing Null." I suppose, in part because Mairi, as a child of the shells, is a Null. And Mairi is the one who, with her ability to communicate mind to mind along with her Chatelaine training, has been working on Trev and just very recently, Em and now we know that that work was not without a greater purpose. But now that you mention it, I wish I could claim to have been witty enough to have consciously crafted a "knowing Null." :-D
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