Stone Circle Love from the other side of the apocalypse

She will definitely visit at some point <3

Whether Bjarna truly understood was unclear. Maybe it would always be so. But what little she did echo back, Reverie gathered closely like a bounty, like so much treasure overflowing through her fingers; one word, worth all the gold in the world. Love.
Bjarna kissed her forehead and Reverie could only hug her tightly. There were no more words left to be said. She understood now: love without possession, without expectation. Unconditional, irrevocable, soul-burning, life-changing love. That was the memory she lived, and the rest was hers to do with as she pleased. If she could not stay true to Kvarsheim, to Bjarna, she could at least hold fast to this. It was all she could do.