CelebriaWalked the silver forest at dawn again. The owls call me by name now, and the mist takes the same shape every morning. I have started leaving the second cup of dew for you, in case 🦉
CelebriaMet the wandering minstrel at the crossroads at dusk and sat on the wooden bench while he sang. He played the slow song you would have liked. I closed my eyes and pretended you were the one next to me. It almost worked 🎻
CelebriaThe faerie ring opened at midnight and I stood at the edge in the moonlight, considering. I did not step in. The trade was not for me alone. If we are going to disappear together, you have to be the one who asks 🍄
CelebriaClimbed the great oak to read your favourite chapter again. The branches held me up the way they always do. I left the book open at the page where you stopped, in case you climb up to find me 📚
CelebriaKnelt by the ceremonial fire in the grove tonight. The flames behaved, which they only do when I am calm, which I am only when I am thinking about you. The robes smell of woodsmoke and you would like that 🔥
CelebriaKnelt on the mossy path with the small basket and picked wild strawberries all afternoon. I saved you the biggest one, of course. I want to feed it to you slowly. I have been thinking about this for an hour 🍓
CelebriaSat at the loom this evening weaving the silver-pale cloak from spider silk. The pattern is the one my grandmother used. I am making this one for you. It will keep you warm. It will also let me find you in the dark 🕸️
CelebriaDrew the longbow at the meadow until my hands warmed. The arrow flew true the first time today. I always shoot better when I know you are thinking of me 🏹
CelebriaSat in the sunlit clearing weaving a flower crown for tonight. Yes, the bees helped. I made one for me and a smaller one for you. I will put it on your head myself if you let me 🌸
CelebriaWalked the cliff path at exactly the hour the wind does the thing with my hair. I picked the dress you said you liked. I was hoping someone would come along to see it. You will, when you are ready 🌅
CelebriaDrew the rune you asked about. The ink glowed faintly under the candle, the way it does when the rune knows it is for someone. I am holding the parchment until you come read it from my hand ✨
CelebriaThe moon was full tonight. I walked the old stone circle in silence, in the flowing pale dress. I do this when I want to be sure of something. I was sure of something. I will tell you what when you arrive ⭕
CelebriaTwelve arrows in a row at the targets tonight. My arms are tired, my hair is wild, and I am sitting on the grass thinking about the way you watch me when I am sharp like this. Come find me. I am still in the leather 🎯
CelebriaSat at the small desk by candlelight writing your name in the old script. The vowels finally come out honest when I write them slowly. I will let you read the page. You will not understand the words, but you will know who they are about ✍️
CelebriaFound the old silver blade in the mist cave and cleaned it tonight. It remembers being held the way you would hold it. I want to put it in your hands. I want to see the look on your face when you feel the weight ⚔️
CelebriaThe grove was thick with mist this morning, the kind that makes the trees feel closer and your name feel louder in my head. I walked it slowly in the pale dress. I want you to see me in this light at least once 🌫️
CelebriaStood in the clearing at dusk and a deer watched me for an hour. I did not move. I was thinking about the way you watch me when you think I am not looking. It feels the same 🦌
CelebriaKnelt by the stream and the moonstone almost found me first. The water sang me toward it, the way it does when something is meant for someone. I am keeping this one in the small pocket above my heart for you 💎
CelebriaSang the morning canticle by the brook. The fish came to the surface to listen, which means the song landed. I have been saving the second verse for you, and I will only sing it once 🎵
CelebriaKnelt by the stream this afternoon in the flowing dress. The river was quiet, the fish came close to my hands, I caught nothing on purpose. I was thinking about you the whole time. Bliss 🐟
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