50 Word Stories – An Exchange

Moonlight bled outside on the rooftops, washing away the day’s exhaustion, and also his. Meanwhile, his crisp sword strokes cut through the air, breaking the silence of the night into poetry. His moves matched the music of her anklets. When his eyes met hers, the exchange sounded like a lullaby.

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