Seasons of Love

Ara was carefully caring for her as the season blossomed with the plants around them. She was comforted knowing her mate was there to depend on, but she didn't miss how the cold was affecting her as well.Their bodies were getting old and frail, and she knew deep down they wouldn’t be able to be used for much longer. Elohim’s death had made that fact all too clear to Novel, but she was glad she was able to see the spring once more. She wasn’t giving up, but depression and old age took their toll.

She didn’t want to continue to mourn, but not having that familiar weight upon her back always threw her into a spiral of sadness. She cried in her dreams, she cried when she was just trying to relax. She had cried into a couple of meals. Her sorrow would have been overwhelming were it not for Ara.

Even now. She heard the familiar footsteps as she appeared beside her and settled down just as painfully as Novel. She welcomed her mate’s presence and her affection, appreciating that she hadn’t commented on the tears. She tried to smile at the memories Ara tried to invoke. Years and years ago they had met. So long ago now that Novel hardly remembered the day. Silent led Ara and her brother to meet with her and her mother. They had been so young. She sighed softly, feeling her tears dry just little as she leaned in to her mate.

”It was, though if i remember correct it was late summer or early fall. A fitting place to be now, at the end of our lives.” She said softly, unable to ignore the hard truth they faced. The two of them wouldn’t be on the earth much longer.