Writing snippet from Ellipsus, navy text on a blue and green gradient background: Alfira pressed her lips to Lakrissa’s forehead and laced their fingers together. For a long while, she was silent, listening to the distant sounds of the farmers’ market coming to life. Despite the chilly spring air, she basked in the growing warmth of the sun, which twinkled off the last sheets of ice at their feet. And then she saw it: shoots of green and white pushing up through the snow. All around them, the first flowers of the season defied the slurry of frozen mud. Alfira pointed out the clusters of delicate, bell-shaped buds. “Do you know what those are?” “Mmm, ‘fraid not,” Lakrissa murmured. “They’re called snowdrops,” Alfira said with a hint of reverence in her voice. “They’re the first flowers to bloom in spring, when it’s still cold and icy. They’re a sign of the end of hard times. Renewal of hope. A little triumph over a hard winter.” She felt Lakrissa shift and sit up to view the flowers properly. “Pretty,” she said simply. “Like you.”
A photo of snowdrop flowers. Green stems ending in hanging white buds are covered in rain droplets and push up through fallen reddish brown leaves.
Alfira the Tiefling bard with a friendly smile and a lute in her lap.
Saw the snowdrops blooming on my walk and thought this little fic deserved some sunlight as well ⛅️
📓 Determined to Hope
🏷️ Gen, F/F, Fluff
🌱 In the midst of Alfira’s anxiety attack, Lakrissa and impending spring offer solace.
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