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“ veilfleur. ”
what was her name ? it had been so long since she had used her real name ... the name had died with her and all that remained was this monster . the other girl peaques the demon's intrigue , curious about her but not enough to ask questions herself . it's safer to go with the name they adopted , ❛ nina , my name is nina . what do you mean sometimes people don't have names ? ❜
" oh, you know ... " she sighs, bringing her knees up to her chest and rocking herself, gently. this feels like a dream, she feels buried in moss and warm and sort of sleepy. " they just don't have 'em, it's just how it is, i dunno'. seems silly to ask. " she pokes her finger into the dirt, feeling around for roots and green and the wealth of below. the fairy girl smiles, " i like your name, though. i'm glad you have a name, it can get so lonely without one. "
"ugh, who even invented winter?" udyati pouts. "it's so cold!"
for the first time in weeks, allie feels alive, and of course it would be udyati to do so. from beneath the snow, she could feel her plants chittering as someone crossed through them, and she knew from the gentleness from the walk it was her best friend, even before she felt udyati, herself. the cool almost mist she seems to bring fills the air behind her as she walks, and allie nearly flings herself into it before udyati opens the door. her arms wrap around udyati's shoulder, squeezing and squeezing and not caring at all about how cold she is, how cold her skin is, even colder than usual. " ud! i missed you so much, so much! you came! i've been dreaming about it for, like, ever! " in her dreams, this was perfect. in her dreams, her voice doesn't crack like porcelain, delicate and underused. in her dreams, it's just like now, of course, because udyati is here and nothing is wrong in all of the world. she giggles at her comment about winter, drawing udyati towards the couch, covering them both up with blankets. " well, if the winter plants and animals didn't have a time to live, that just wouldn't be fair! that's what my mom always told me. but ... " she sighs, but she finds that the usual resistance to talking about the scary, heavy things isn't there. she squeezes udyati's hand. " but it's hard. like, really hard. some days, i don't even feel like i'm- like i'm here. "
@softbrawn.
" you look ... you look like the sun ... or- or a sunflower. " tall and taller and golden and stretching up, up, up. she stretches her own hands up, fingertips brushing the skin of his arms from where he wiggles his own hands. she thinks they could grow fields of flowers, meadows, with how sunny they are, how sunny they feel. glowing and glowing and warm and happy. " i hope it's day forever, i don't like the night, sometimes. "


found out i never did this one and i've literally done every single picrew. shocked and appalled

Thee allie core