Kiiron beamed at her warm words, glad she had accepted it and knew that it meant so much more to him then he could ever say, and a none elf could ever understand.
Nature had so many meanings in the word of life. A rose was only the beginning.
"It is no more beautiful then the beauty before me," he said softly, chuckling as he laid back on the flower fields and studied the skies, tracing patterns in the clouds and pointed a few out for Rhyllae.
"There is a dragon," he said with a small smile at the childish game.
Nature had so many meanings in the word of life. A rose was only the beginning.
"It is no more beautiful then the beauty before me," he said softly, chuckling as he laid back on the flower fields and studied the skies, tracing patterns in the clouds and pointed a few out for Rhyllae.
"There is a dragon," he said with a small smile at the childish game.