Stone Circle Love from the other side of the apocalypse

she will always be welcomed for visits with open arms <33

it was a lot.

it jumbled her brain, already frazzled by feelings. bjarna felt the harsh sting of embarrassment again. how she wished to be so fluent! or how she wished more knew her tongue.

instead they danced around each other in the tangled webs of wants and needs.

but all that mattered was —

luhve. she mumbled softly. then sought, on tippy toes, to kiss reverie's golden crown. if she might! luhve you. luhve systir.

whatever she wished for, bjarna hoped she'd find it.