The paragon strolled into the clearing, each from a different path. Both of them had a goal in mind; though not strictly different, their goals were not quite the same either... For her, the prospect of a potential mate was the lure, with the security that would bring. For him, the prosperity a mate would bring, and the end to his loneliness were the attraction. Each had high hopes for that which started on this night, when lovers collide...
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