How many ways do I love this? I'm afraid I can't count them really. Anyway, this:
The night sky is open and clear, with gray clouds moving restlessly in front of the moon, and the wind whips his leather coat back, a black flag. The church spire rising up in front of him like the point of a sword.
Dramatic setting, really. Like something out of a movie poster. It's the sort of place where he really belongs.
is one of the most wonderful images I have ever come across. An incredible word-picture!
And I really, really want Spike to have fun with the kiss... I forgot to mention it a few chapters back, but the idea of a Valentine's card completely cracked me up! ::loves story::
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The night sky is open and clear, with gray clouds moving restlessly in front of the moon, and the wind whips his leather coat back, a black flag. The church spire rising up in front of him like the point of a sword.
Dramatic setting, really. Like something out of a movie poster. It's the sort of place where he really belongs.
is one of the most wonderful images I have ever come across. An incredible word-picture!
And I really, really want Spike to have fun with the kiss... I forgot to mention it a few chapters back, but the idea of a Valentine's card completely cracked me up! ::loves story::