"I don’t want to dream again-‘ Theresa protested, half-asleep.
‘You won’t, little Señora, you won’t. I swear it. Stay here for now, eh? Just until you sleep sound again.’ There was a touch of wry humour in his voice. ‘The nightmares will be too afraid to take you from me.’
She couldn’t help but laugh, tremulous though it was, at that. ‘You promise, Capitán?’ He was right – she was still half-drunk on fatigue.
‘You have my solemn word, little Señora.’ The name was almost a caress. ‘As a gentleman of honour.’ "
La Viuda Marina by @montmartre-parapluie
*Actual footage of M-P staring wistfully at @frostysky33's breathtaking art as if she can will herself into the painting*
AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH.
@frostysky33. This sort of thing gives me the terrible urge to write allllllll the self-indulgent tender fluff possible, just to see what you'll illustrate next (and get all the tender Salazar, because... MY GOD)
It's the tenderness you capture in the man! His glance! His posture!
It's the sort of thing I see dimly in my minds eye and try to capture in a Word document, but you just capture it so eloquently with just a few brushstrokes and delicate shading and...
THANK YOU. So, so much!