Love do not forsake me
05-19-2016, 02:55 AM
Winter approached, with that came thick winds. Though this winter, it was tame and he was thankful for that. Happily he had gathered his herbs and placed them in a very specific spot. The mines. The compartments were perfect for storage, especially since it protected them from the outside elements. Vereux was happy for once, also after speaking with Tib. Giving a shallow breath, or rather a sigh he sat on the outsides of the mines. Wondering if Avalon would be nearby. He had something, very important to ask her.
Raising his head in a sharp bark, it was a call for her, though not urgent. He had recently separated his herbs as a way to calm his mind. He had left for a little bit of wiggle room. Vereux felt that it was time, he was absolutely positive he wanted to spend the remainder of his life with her. And as short of a time that may have been, and as much of a fuck up as he was. He knew deep in his heart that he could ultimately make a difference this time. |