Blackfoot Forest Flowers for m' lady

With the warmth of Liri at his side, Samuel let out a breath of relief. His time with Liri was well-spent, every single moment, every second with her was worth a million pounds of meat and power. He would never exchange though, for his white ghost was far too valueble over tangible items that would fade. Her very being was like a mix of all the seasons.

Warmth like summer.

Beauty like winter.

Love like spring.

Aura like autumn.

She was completely perfect in his grey eyes (with H20 secretly shippinh #Sari). He let her weight stay against him.