“ You would? Amazing! ”
A smile tugged at her lips, arm held out for Clover to intertwine their arms together. Gaze upon the forest nearby, deciding they should walk that way. Nothing shall go wrong. She shall keep Clover safe.
“ It's been a while since I left my home. ”
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“ oh , miss . i would absolutely adore it ! ” forgive her overbearing enthusiasm . she is barely in contact with people so invitations like that don’t come often to the girl .
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The kiss brought a flush of warmth to spread along her cheeks, a perfect balance to her usual pale complexion. His words enraptured her heart, and his actions solidified such thoughts.
She was utterly in love with Samuel.
“ I wish we could stay here forever. Alone, together.”
“ Flattery wasn't my intention, though if you enjoy it, i shall flatter you for every day we walk on the same earth. ”
A smile tugged at her lips, gracing her face as her hand reached out to rest atop of his own. His hands were warm, comforting. Everything about Samuel »
“ At times. When i am lonely, i find myself enraptired within the beautiful art you have created. It settles me. It often feels like home. ”
Words spoken softly, out of respect as it was simply her interpretation of his art, it may not be what he wished.
“ The art reminds me of yours. Distant, like a memory i have forgotten yet feel comforted by. ”
She moved her dress and made room for Samuel to sit beside her, wanting him to feel welcomed and know he wasn't intruding upon her personal space.
@Y0URF0LKL0RE Was delusional from blood loss.
Regardless, her attention now succumbed to the light, which broke through the blanket of snow.
“ i can see the light Samuel, i see it! ”
Such joy spurted within her voice.
“ Almost safe. ”
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𝓞𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 felt as though her chest would give up on herself, each breath resulted in her lungs aching further.
𝐻𝒶𝓃𝒹 clutching her stomach, the blood tainted her fingers. Her dress submerged in the warmth of her own wound seeping out.
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@Y0URF0LKL0RE Words. The wound no longer seemed as threatening, a small scratch that would vanish within minutes. Olettes' smile only graced her lips momentarily, yet it didn't fade willingly. This was a moment she'd craved despite her injury. A sense of fulfilment? Pleasure? Or perhaps she »
The sudden voice alerted Olette to stand, only for her hand to rest against her chest in comfort when realising it had only been Samuel.
“ It's a childrens book. It is about nature and all its beauty. I appreciate its simplicity. Would you care to join? ”
@Y0URF0LKL0RE “What a beautiful name you have.”
Her grunts were quiet, yet her pain was clear. The way her head rested against his chest, her eyes closing for a few moments. She was reaching her limit.
@Y0URF0LKL0RE Olette wished to speak, the majority of her energy was to keep herself awake. Her eyelids felt heavy, yet she forced them open.
“Samuel”
His name dripped so beautifully from her lips, and it seemed to bring an unexplainable joy to the young fae.
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