THE AIR WAS COLD WHEN TIMOTHÉE SAT IN THE DARK ENCLOSED SETTING AND BEGAN TO WRITE TO HIS SUMMER LOVE THAT SEEMED TO STILL CAPTURE HIS HEART FROM OCEANS AWAY...
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dear my dearest selene,
i'm reaching out to you know as i am back in the city of lights. i hope you are doing well down there in the city of heat. you always made the best look good. as others complained about the scorching sun you soaked it up and let it carefully glaze your skin. you never were one for the loud bustle but you were one for a lakeside morning. i hope you are experiencing much of those. i write to you as i am about to step foot onto a red colored pavement. i cannot help but wonder what you do in this moment. how you wear your hair, if it is up as if a strong mountain or left to fall down over your shoulders like water in its fall. i can't help but wonder what you wear, if it's a silk slip as you're still tangled in your white sheets or if it's a breezy sundress with flowers danced across it as you stroll through the town. maybe it's your red dress that hugged you before i did as you've just got done singing. your singing always did calm me. it made me feel as though i could exhale finally. i hope you still enjoy singing as much. the joy it brought you was utterly contagious. when we last talked you were stuck with your writing. i hope you're not anymore because some pieces you were working on were truly great. my favorite will always be the one that goes like
"maybe in another lifetime, lifetime, life..."
somewhat along those lines. do you remember that? by the lake...i wonder how everyone is doing back home. are they all still the same thrill seekers? are they chilled out now that the clouds have began covering the sun bringing cold? i miss them. i miss you. i miss your laugh and it's sound. your hair and it's little curls. your smile and it's comfort. your hands and they way they roamed. your curiosity and how you held your hazel eyes open discoveries. your body and the way i held it under hot suns and chilling moons. i miss you selene. but as i write to you the lights here are bright and blinding the least. where you are the field is open and whisked with dreams. may those dreams stay with you evermore as min have never left. and may your smile continue to make angels sing even if it is not for me. so to my little moon. my dearest selene...however long may you live and laugh, however long may i always love you.
your american boy always, timothée
.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．
:chapter song:
.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．
AUTHORS NOTE: ~ this is a letter from timothée to selene. i can't exactly tell you what time he's writing it cause that's a surprise 🙈. however this will be very important to the story and it gives you a little sneak peak at them and their relationship. however the next chapter will probably be the first chapter! ok that's it! lmk if you see any big mistakes! enjoy!! i love you all sm and all your comments make me smile very big! thank you !! - <3
{also selene means moon in one language (i don't recall which one) so that's why at one he calls her his "little moon"!}
