Stavanger Bay It was all forlorn, if only for a season

Last for me <3

We'll be okay, Reverie murmured, closing her eyes briefly when he kissed her. Then she leaned into him, settling there, suddenly feeling worn by their conversation. Will you stay in bed with me for a little while? She couldn't help the note of hope in her voice; she wanted nothing more than to rest in his arms for now, while this small flame of hope for the future burned between them. Without waiting for an answer she buried her face in his fur and settled, and felt something like relief when a familiar rush of warmth overtook her. Her love for him wasn't gone, as she'd told him; it was only wounded and in need of care. It would just take time.