Wheeling Gull Isle courtly

he allowed himself to think her beautiful, in that moment.

wonderful blue eyes and soft smiled. it was a moment of peace before anxiety softly crept into his mind. wondering if this was truly right. wondering if she even cared for it in such a way, or if she had similar thoughts.

he knew if she said no, that would be that.

so he built his wavering courage up at once. to say it outright so that they both may know. the bundle he carried would be set down.

i would like to ask your permission to court you.

the rabbit skin coming apart without his teeth to hold the bundle together. purple flowers preserved by his devotion to them, but hidden in the middle of them was a pearl. a moon brought down to earth in its looks.