Stone Circle i. you were loved

rosewood had hardly settled into this contemplative state before one of the aforementioned friends came to keep him company. he shared a friendly smile with the boy, even offering a gentle thump of his tail in greeting. where did you find this? rose asked, kneeling down at the waist to investigate the lily. stone circle seemed to reveal a new part of itself each day.


turning his gaze back to ikiaq, he said, i’m glad that they got to blossom before autumn came. for a brief moment, rosewood wondered to himself if his parents had ever seen autumn, but came to the conclusion that they must have.. right? wherever pele might have been, was she watching the seasons change, too?


a breeze blew over easthollow’s canopy, chilling rose where he and ikiaq sat atop the gentle hill. he wondered if the younger boy might grow cold, and so picked up the lily then walked to be at his companion’s side. do you want to find more flowers? he asked, i know a place where they’re always alive.