I like that you're not nice to me, I love your heart of ice.
Kyanite
04-01-2023, 04:37 AM
"Promise you're going to meet me to see the market tomorrow?"
”Speech” ’Thought’
ardent
There would be no ignoring the butterflies that fluttered inside of Beru's stomach as the fae closed the distance between the two and leaned against him on the blanket. "I wish you could too.." The disappointment in his voice mirrored her own as he stared solemnly at nothing in particular. The yearling couldn't recall the last time he'd had a day this good. The thought of letting it go in favor of a brand new day just sounded absolutely horrible. What if tomorrow wasn't as good? What if something happened and she couldn't meet up with him again? He had no way of knowing if this last little bit of time they had together was actually the last little bit of time they had together or not.
"Promise you're going to meet me to see the market tomorrow?"
”Speech” ’Thought’
I keep dreaming of prairies and memories that we'll have.
"Promise you're going to meet me to see the market tomorrow?"
”Speech” ’Thought’