The sands of the beach whispered tales of forever. It repeated them as it rode the winds. He thought of her as he touched the sand. A cord snaked it's way around his ankle and waist. He did not shout, nor did he fight. Why? Because he recognized these cords, they were the cords that were bound around her heart. Feelings of lust and love pulsed through them, those feelings, although quite foreign to him, he welcomed them, and returned them.
Those cords, those that were bound to her heart, wrapped gleefully around her ankle, waist, and wrists. She felt her feelings being returned to her, the same way they were being sent to him: through the co