#「 𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖙. ― 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 ， have courage and be kind. ˊˎ-

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with the spring-ferns in bloom, pink and purple flowers dotting the green in the distance, ella had no desire to stay inside of the house;   warm, golden sunlight greeted them as she dragged the king out of the abode she once called home.    “    i thought...    i thought i’d miss it more.    ”    for so long she had felt rooted to the house, a ghost roaming the attic who could never leave or the shackles which kept her earthbound would disappear.    leaving took a lot of courage, and a great deal of love, and home...    home could be anywhere, it didn’t need to be a mausoleum.    “    i’m glad, and i’m happy.    ”    pink skirts skirted around her ankles, as she turned to face him, dropping his hand so she could rest both palms against his chest.    “    still...   ”     emotion swam in her eyes, almost drowning the blue,   “   it feels like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing no one else will mistreat this house.    ”     (   @matchingmagi​ )

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“      it was overwhelming,      ”       the supermarket was nothing like the fairs she was used to   —   much quieter and organized, and yet walking through the endless hallways, perusing behind chloe sapped her of her energy a lot more quickly than haggling with old mister jerry about the prices of the cabbages ever did.     “     though i was a big fan of the cart, that was very clever.     ”

@patternsrhyme​​        ○         sc.

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