"The first kiss was in my father's barn. Outside you could smell the aroma of petricor. Your lips rushed against mine, like sunbeams between the cracks of a broken moon, impinging against the solemn Earth; where the clouds, adorned with blue and lightning, shielded us from God's sight. 

╰┈➤ ✧.* The place is fictitious so as not to make historical mistakes, based on the 15th and 18th century in Europe. 

╰┈┈➤ ✧.* This story is lesbian, contains sexual material and graphic descriptions of violence.