Valley of Gold We'll sleep when the morning comes

Private for @Hawthorn Melonii <3

Near the outskirts of the gilded valley, the grass thinned and dwindled nearly to nothing. Reverie lounged along the borders, feeling more exposed than she had in some time — but it didn't bother her. Not here. All she felt in this moment was the clarity of freedom, a notion she'd dropped somewhere in the valley snowmelt so many months ago. She'd thought then that she could not have both, that she could not be both free and loved.

But she'd been wrong. For once she was happy for that.

Reverie shifted, aware that she would need to return to her daughters soon. Dusty Rose was with them, but even so, she never liked to be away for long.