Firefly Glen Happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl

sounds good to me <3

a breath is held as he went to touch her, the faintest tension flexing in her muscles as he nears. just a week ago she would have curled her lips at him, shoved him away, hissed at him for daring to touch her.

but in the stillness of the glen, she exhales to the touch of his affection. he was warm.

and there nephele remained for a moment, the beads of tears slowly slipping down her cheek and to the soil where her toes were. there was not a sound to stray from her, only the long aching pang of silence.

she wished arktos was here. would he support her as this stranger had?

a gentle nudge pulled her feet from beneath the soil, her steps leading them toward where her daughters wait.

he asked for her name — "nephele" — before she slunk back to the comfort of silence.