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The First Night's Roses
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Categories: words and feelings
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Like a nobleman who has been secluded in the castle for generations. In the dark night of the rose garden, the large swaths of angrily blooming blood red roses, there is no moon and stars, only pale skin, is the only light. It was that clear to the extreme. Instead, a certain voluptuous color came through. Maybe it was the flush in his cheeks that hadn't completely disappeared, maybe it was the still slightly panting rise and fall of his chest, maybe it was his tight grip on the wheelchair's...