Firefly Glen [PHE] Soul's Seek Truth

ajei had only ever known love in its purest form. she was to love what nectar was to a flower; the distilled and potent extractant that sweetened all with its honeyed profile.

but sobeille had known love too. devotion and unmitigated tenderness had been her steadfast concordat. rather than ambrosia, in sobeille such love amassed to a single fruiting body; a mushroom of rot and dereliction that could only be accounted for by being the product of a malformed egg.

her gaze travelled the various camps as ajei spoke of their occupants. she was most interested in kvarsheim; bearclaw housed ameline, and swiftcurrent was full of dicks.

de brothers of kvarsheim, are dey our age? what do dey look like?