Nova
She felt the hands pull away, suddenly realizing how cold it was, but otherwise distracted by her spoils and the plans she had for them. Nova let out a sigh of relief, her head nodding to agree with Marcus. "We can still use them!" The petals weren't too crushed, and even if she pulled the flowers apart, she could still make the decorations beautiful with the pieces she salvaged.
Excited to begin the project, she beamed up at Marcus, only to find him looking elsewhere. There was a flush to his cheeks and a discomfort to the way he stood that had her worried. She leaned forward, her face growing ever closer to his so she could spot any other signs of the problem. Brows furrowed and lips pursed in concentration. "Are you okay?" Her head tilted, lowering the leaves as she tsked her disapproval. "Did you eat something you shouldn't have? Get lost? Trip? Those roots are really rude." Perhaps she should have listened to her instincts not to leave him alone. There were all sorts of dangerous things he could have gotten into.
Excited to begin the project, she beamed up at Marcus, only to find him looking elsewhere. There was a flush to his cheeks and a discomfort to the way he stood that had her worried. She leaned forward, her face growing ever closer to his so she could spot any other signs of the problem. Brows furrowed and lips pursed in concentration. "Are you okay?" Her head tilted, lowering the leaves as she tsked her disapproval. "Did you eat something you shouldn't have? Get lost? Trip? Those roots are really rude." Perhaps she should have listened to her instincts not to leave him alone. There were all sorts of dangerous things he could have gotten into.
as many as the stars in the sky
that no one can count
as many as the grains of sand on the seashore
that no one can measure
that no one can count
as many as the grains of sand on the seashore
that no one can measure
