(no subject)

[wheatencrown]

The garden is large and wild and there is a gazebo she has made a bower that she leads him to.

Comments

[srsdrinker.livejournal.com]

And a man with hair like his -- gold as the fields in the Fall, but this is not Fall, it is Spring and that means the breeze is light and the life and wheat is green and young -- enjoys a talented hand stroking through the strands.

He pulls her close and the wheat seems to draw close as well.

Athos will have quite the story to tell upon his return to the strange bar!