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TO HAVE AND TO HOLD
thirty minutes
"MRS BLACK SHALL we dance?" Regulus asked with a smile as he looked up from his position in her lap.
"Yes, Mr. Black," she said softly. "We shall dance."
"Wonderful, my love," he said as he helped her up and off of the rock.
He brought her into him, just as before, and gazed in her eyes as they turned around the small space. Senara felt like sunlight.
She giggled as they kept moving around. Regulus was holding her so gently -- almost as if he were a ghost. Some other-worldly creature send to hold her in her last few moments. Someone dead to teach her how to live.
He gazed at her like she was every star in the sky and the sun and the moon all wrapped in one, elegant body that held him like the summer held strawberries. And the little firework of life went off in his chest. It burned, but it was real.
The sun shone down on Senara and Regulus Black. Making their eyes shine and their smiles electric. Bringing color to their cheeks and a lilt to their laugh as they danced without time. As they danced as they ran out of it.
