re, a drop of golden sun
11-13-2014, 05:28 PM
Motif would speak from her heart, and she could almost hear the smile on Rhythms face in the darkness. The silence stretched on and Motif didn't speak again. She truly enjoyed these nights with Rhythm, so often now she found her way here, curled up beside her sister, they would speak from the heart and curl up to sleep with the comfort of each other. It was a seriously pleasant way to spend the afternoons and nights and she half wanted to move into Rhythm's den until the pregnancy was over. Rhythm was a balm to her worries, a pleasure to spend time with and surely it could only be a good thing to be around someone in healer training well she was pregnant. Nudging her head gently into a more comfortable position she let her eyes droop shut. It was warm and dark and quite, and she could feel the presence of her sister all about her ? there was little more she could ask of the world then moments like this, smiling, she allowed herself to drift off into deep, dreamless sleep. "Speech" |
