[it is, because she says it is. the tree smells wonderful, mixed with the dark and earthy scent of the underworld. like ichor and ripened fruit, even though she left it in the earlier stages.
she watches with interest as he approaches, as he looks. holds her breath even, hoping for approval without realising how much she craves it. why does she crave it so much?
his smile is precious, and rare, and so he leaves her blinking in surprise.]
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she watches with interest as he approaches, as he looks. holds her breath even, hoping for approval without realising how much she craves it. why does she crave it so much?
his smile is precious, and rare, and so he leaves her blinking in surprise.]
Was that...an order or a question?