#TRYALSYN. * 04 : LOTUS
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𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 . late january , tomorrow would be february . however , the 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 in the 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 - 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 study was much too far to warm them , now . for late queen’s garden held within it no roaring , unsociable heat . it held warmth , as she always had , this was warmth of a different kind : the garden held the warmth of two developing buds . BLONDE DOE , BLACK RAVEN . — - though , the raven was 𝐎𝐅𝐅 - 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘 from his huntings &. scavengings , &. found himself kind enough to hold her hand .
❝ . . . the lotuses were my mother’s favorite , ❞ he says . releases a 𝙼𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 to bring it to attention . 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 , he was grateful that asgard protected it's foliage year - round , 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙴𝙽’𝚂 𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝙽 shall hold it’s color . ❝ 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒 . about 𝚁𝙴𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷 . what it symbolizes . the stem must rise from dark soil a dark bud . &. opens . . . shifts into something entirely . . . —— - — ❞ fiddles with’s petals . the right words are hidden quietly near his spine . his smile is fond ❝ . . . DIFFERENT ; i thought , 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 , she was exaggerating some connection between 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 &. 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 . ❞
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