#this is what adon thought of lia

[thecrocofkugane]

A black envelope is placed on Lia's bedside table, along with a single red oldrose flower. On it, is their name written in gold, embellished with a small heart. The handwriting looks like Adon's; having seen him scribble down orders in his notes before.

A small, slightly crumpled sheet of paper is folded in two. On the back is written "Anthesis."

Life and rivers entwine, only to form pools of sorrow. Harsh winter springs warm and kind, the one blossom that did grow. As though she knew her purpose - to bless, to bloom, to be forgotten. As such, she sought her purpose - to battle, to burn, to love ill-gotten. Fighting the torrent, my purpose was clear; to embrace the blossom no one could hold. Within the torment, all sorrow turned dear, to become the ashes from her coal. When life is to shatter, to come and go; I will never think twice, ne'er my blossom to the snow. Je t'aime, mon lapin. - A