Roses.

 

Roses scented the air; brushed her arms.  Thorns clung to her skirt, ripping and wrenching the silk to shreds.

Roses of attraction and love.  Roses for everyone but you.”  She shivered and pushed on, pushing away the witch’s black voice.  At last she reached him and she fell to his side, shielding him from death.

 

 

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