[m] the evening primrose opes anew

Lilin Soulstorm · 07-17-2012, 09:06 PM

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With eyelids shut, her drowsy thoughts fluttered from the worship of Freya and her blessings, to memories of times spent with her lover. There was a calmness about the night, with only the warm summer breeze winding its way through the branches of every tree- the sound of leaves rustling rang in unison with the baritone croaking of tree frogs and crickets chirping. Rare were the interruptions. With the Godja catching up on some well-deserved sleep, the Virding had blissfully thought herself alone in this neck of the woods. That was, until her lover's scent was carried over to where she was kneeling. His approach was quiet, blending with the sounds nature had to offer, and Lilin allowed herself to smile in response to his soft greeting.

"Evening, handsome," she replied just as faintly, opening her eyes and turning her body in his general direction. Even in the dark, his emerald irises shone bright with adoration. Lilin did not rise to meet him, not immediately. She provided him with a sideway tilt of her head instead, an open display of her surprise and curiosity. It was her first time seeing her partner in the grove; although Saul was a believer, he was nowhere near as deeply involved as she or Miskunn. "Were you looking for me?" she finally asked, unsure of whether it was her company he sought, or something else. Secretly, Lilin hoped it was her he'd come for- a lot had happened since they'd last spent the night together. How she missed him.

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