Firefly Glen nuna ⦆

@Issorartuyok :D

moonwoman took her first outing since the birth of her twins on a morning gilded with the slight change of leaves from green to gold.

all around, summer still held its firm sway. upon her shoulders was a dark pelt, still fragrant with the scent of crushed raspberry leaves she had used to cure it.

she had come to pay homage among the graves upon the glen, and sang a low song of soothing to any spirits who might still have lingered as her steps carried her slowly through the empty place of fireflies.