Dorian sat stroking Lyssonya's soft crimson locks as she lay sleeping. It had been years since he had seen her, then she was but a child and now she lay on her bed a grown woman. Soft, supple, and yet so innocent. Her breath was deep with slumber, it was as if nothing in the world could wake her from her rest. He had loved for as long as he could remember. He always would, there was no doubt there. But would she, no could she love him ever again. He had left her there gone to make his way knowing that she would be lost without him. And now he was back.
  Gently Lyssonya began to stir. Upon noticing there was somebody in the room she sat bolt upright. Her heart was pounding with fear. As she lifted her head she saw a face that she could barely recognize, Dorian... yes, it was him. only time had not treated him as fair as it had her. As she looked into his pale green eyes she could seen the pain that he had bore, and there was a scar on his upper lips fairly new it would seem. Lyssonya reached a delicate hand up to his cheek desperately looking for the boy that she had known, only to find that a stranger sat there in his once young body.
  "My dearest Soni, I know it has been many, many years but I wish your forgiveness." Whispered Dorian as he enveloped her in his lean arms.
  "You already had my forgiveness darling love. Though I pray you never stray again." She smiled as her body started to quiver. Slowly she lifted her mouth to his and gave him a lingering kiss.
  "Never." He agreed.
  And that evening the two lovers spent as if they had never left each others company. Learning to thrive in one another, seeking to serve in ways they had never known before and rising to new passions.