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1 " Elliot seemed out of place to Ilyas, so bright amongst the mud and dust that made up the camp. "
― Astrid Amara , The Devil Lancer
2 " They had learned the language of each other's ardor, and yet each time Ilyas found himself marvelling at the newness of this --this coupling without restriction, this open, carnal honesty. "
3 " Elliot slid to the floor, panting. Ilyas pulled him close. They held each other for a moment. It was as pure a second of time as any Ilyas could recall, and he wished he could freeze it, trap it to savour forever. "
4 " Elliot waved goodbye, and before he thought better, Ilyas waved in return. Only once he got back into his own tent did he realise he'd been smiling the entire way back. "
5 " But you-aren't afraid of me?"Elliot forced himself not to look away. "Oh I am. But for different reasons."They stared at each other for a long, agonising moment . Elliot's throat went dry. "
6 " Don't give up.' Ilyas felt his eyes tear up. 'I'm not giving up. I'm taking precautions to protect the only person I really care about in this whole damn world. "