“Once, I loved a beautiful lady. I believed, truly, that she loved me. But she could not or would not love me. But, there is one love in my life that I will always cherish. The love of the Lady, I always loved. I have bestowed upon her the title of My Glass Rose. For, she too has tasted the tears and felt the very heart of her heart breaking. All for sake of love. And still after all these years, she unknowingly carries that crippling weight, the weight of hurtful memories cast from the hands of a lover, never to be true. She carries those rusty and somehow ageless chains of mistrust forged from the kilns of lies and deceit. I hope to free her from those chains, one day. To me, she will always be like the timeless beauty of a single rose. Roses are to me, like lost and distant lovers. Lovely to the eye and yet they forbid you to hold them. For all roses possess the thorns of past loves that protect their hearts from being broken, yet once again. My Lady, she is the perfect rose. She is the color of a summer's eve as the day melts into night. She is as soft to touch as a lover’s first kiss. My Lady is more than just a pretty flower, for she is My Glass Rose. She can never be held by anyone, except the one who is destined to be hers and hers alone. Her lover will always be true to her heart. For she is lovely and yet, ever so fragile. For this reason I will always hold her eternally close to my heart and keep her safe and warm. I will always caress her gently with the lightest of touch. For I know this lovely rose is in my care. I will cherish my lovely Glass Rose for all my days, for she is My Glass Rose and I was destined to love her. Yes, I am.”
DA Keene
Excerpt from Universe of Two, Book One, That Darn Dragon
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