This was all he had never realized he wanted from the world, held in this one perfect moment. The unfurling night breathed a soft chill over them but the light of their lanterns and the stars above were warm. Warmer still was his partner beside him, her hand in his and her forehead touching his own with a quiet, trusting intimacy that left no room for the demons of his self-doubt or racing thoughts.
Here, now, with Alys, he was enough. And while they were together they could take on the world.
"Flowerbirth," he agreed happily. "We'll get th'yard cleaned up an' get the garden started, an' then if your assistant is ready t'run things on her own for a bit, we can fly t'gether again."
There was other food in the picnic basket still: small pasties filled with meat and vegetables, still warm by the time they got to them. A pair of berry tarts were tucked into the bottom of the basket, sweet and tart with flaky pastry crusts that complimented the light wine. The dinner lingered long after the last light of sunset had faded from the sky as the two ate together, sometimes in silence and sometimes murmuring more plans for the future. Their companions eventually wandered back to nap on the spare pillows until the lanterns burned low and it was time to go home.
Home. To the house they'd built and the place they'd made for each other in the world.
Together.
~Fin~
Here, now, with Alys, he was enough. And while they were together they could take on the world.
"Flowerbirth," he agreed happily. "We'll get th'yard cleaned up an' get the garden started, an' then if your assistant is ready t'run things on her own for a bit, we can fly t'gether again."
There was other food in the picnic basket still: small pasties filled with meat and vegetables, still warm by the time they got to them. A pair of berry tarts were tucked into the bottom of the basket, sweet and tart with flaky pastry crusts that complimented the light wine. The dinner lingered long after the last light of sunset had faded from the sky as the two ate together, sometimes in silence and sometimes murmuring more plans for the future. Their companions eventually wandered back to nap on the spare pillows until the lanterns burned low and it was time to go home.
Home. To the house they'd built and the place they'd made for each other in the world.
Together.
~Fin~
