Daily Writing Challenge 2020, Day 2
Pyraelia had not minded. Khaeris had not asked.
But there she was, moving through a meadow with her friend walking beside her. It felt good to move. It lightened her heavy heart and she welcomed the distraction her invasion of Pyraelia’s space had brought her.
Pollux had been deployed this morning, and straight away after seeing him off, she’d shot over to Pyraelia’s place.
Sheep, cats, grass, and sunshine. Just what she needed. There was a breeze that tugged on leaves that were starting to crisp and she felt that damp chill that clung to things in autumn. Pyraelia had tucked phlox into both their hair. Sturdy boots made a satisfying thunk on the earth with every step. They were...