Text post, "Her eyes shifted to Barb’s next, holding her gaze steady, “Barbara, you are autumn. The fiery last hurrah before winter. Like fire, it consumes but it cleanses. The mature state of life that values justice and sees to the harmonious transition from summer to winter. Necessary to showcase the beauty of letting things go.” For Barb, she held out a flickering flame. Orange, red, and yellows swirled around the hot core of blue within. Barb tilted her head curiously at it, the light reflecting in her brown eyes, catching the hidden depths of gold within. The goddess took her hand and deposited the flame in it, leaning back in satisfaction as Barb’s fingers curled to cup it."
WIP Wednesday - in honor of the Autumn season 🍂 have a snip from a future chapter of Cause there's no better love. Mielikki has big plans for the four lost souls 👀
#steddie #nobetterlove #barbholland
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