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My fingers curled around the railing, the cold biting into my skin.
Every hit Ashale took was like a stab to my heart.
The thud of fists on flesh, the sharp sting of kicks landing; I could almost feel them, making me wince in empathy.
The scent of sweat, blood, and dust became almost overpowering.
But then, there were moments of triumph.
Whenever Ashale landed a punch or executed a flawless move, my spirits soared.
The sweetness of those moments, combined with the earthy aroma of the sand beneath and the touch of the cool breeze against my flushed skin, was intoxicating.
As the matches progressed, a realization struck me.
There was no sign of Sneik.
My heart, which had been racing till now, seemed to skip a beat at that observation.
The very absence of Sneik, the one who had been a looming threat ever since I got here, should have been a relief.
And yet, it made me more nervous.
The unknown was always scarier.
But for now, all that mattered was Ashale’s victory.
As the last opponent fell, the crowd erupted into a mix of cheers and boos.
But for me, it felt like the world had faded away, leaving only Ashale standing tall in the pit, a picture of triumph and resilience.
Without a second’s delay, I dashed towards my platform, my heart singing with joy and anticipation.
Every step felt light, the world around seemingly painted in brighter hues, the sounds more melodious.
I climbed onto the platform, feeling the rough texture of the wood beneath my feet and the heat of the spotlights overhead.
My pulse quickened as I waited, knowing that any moment now, Ashale would come to claim his prize.
And as he approached, our eyes locked, creating an electric connection.
The world around us blurred into insignificance.
All that mattered was this moment, this feeling, and the promise of a love that defied all odds.
* * *
Nestled in the soft, silken sheets of the bed, with Ashale’s warm body pressed gently against mine, a sense of calm serenity enveloped me.
Gently tracing the patterns of his tattoos, I turned to him with a curious gaze. “Tell me about these, the animals from your world.”
Ashale smiled, taking my hand and guiding it over the intricate markings on his body. “Let’s start with yours. Earth’s animals all have stories behind them. What do they signify?”
I looked down at my own tattoos, the ink vibrant against my pale skin. “The bird,” I started, feeling its delicate lines on my forearm, “represents freedom and perspective. On Earth, birds are seen as messengers, connecting the heavens and the earth.”
He hummed in acknowledgment. “In my world, birds are revered for their ability to navigate the vastness of the cosmos, bridging distances with their song.”
My fingers drifted over to the fierce-looking tiger on my thigh. “The tiger stands for strength, courage, and power. They are one of the most majestic creatures on Earth.”
