Lena
even when no one was looking
I was still kind
I was still kind
The rain continued and the exhaustion toiled – narrowing down to figments in her fingers, eventually chilled to the bone. Foolish, perhaps, to not have acquired all her heavier garments and raincoat, but to Lena’s credit, she hadn’t thought they’d be out for so long, inundated and soaked, drenched and saturated.
Even their work seemed bent on evasion. She couldn’t hear anything from Colt, so she bowed her head, sighing and thinking about that warm shower or bath in her near future again (maybe with a fine cup of tea after, laden with blankets and curled up on her couch or bothering Zavien with her company). Her hands, cold as they were, continued in their persistence, trying to find some stability for the flowers.
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Lena keeps planting.
Even their work seemed bent on evasion. She couldn’t hear anything from Colt, so she bowed her head, sighing and thinking about that warm shower or bath in her near future again (maybe with a fine cup of tea after, laden with blankets and curled up on her couch or bothering Zavien with her company). Her hands, cold as they were, continued in their persistence, trying to find some stability for the flowers.
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Lena keeps planting.
with all of my heart
even when it is invisible
even when it is invisible
