Ursala laid her head back on his chest, basking in the shimmering rays of the moon. "Ain't She beautiful, our Mother? I ne'er tire o' lookin' at 'Er - Blessed Aine*. Shame She don' show 'Er face so full ever' night." "That's why nights like this are special, milady." Beren laid his chin on her had. His hand covered her breast. It made her smile. "Ya know...I think I feel a heart beatin' in there." "Aye," she sighed and closed her eyes. Beren felt her relax, every bit of tension gone. "Thank ya, Beren." "What fer, darlin'?" "Fer what ya said inside." Ursala's voice was soft as the wind whispering through the trees, but he heard it plain enough. A cricket began to chirp nearby, calling to it's mate. "I meant ever' word." "I know ya did." She fell silent, listening to the chirping of the insects around them. "When this is over...we'll do somethin' about it." "Fair enough." Beren allowed himself a small smile. It wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear, but coming from her, it was the same thing. ***** * pronounced 'awn-ye' (meaning: radiance) A short one tonight because tomorrow night will be a long one. I think you'll like the next picture to come! Thank you so much for your lovely comments and I hope you have a fabulous Friday my friends! Until next time...take care and stay warm! Rayvn