cant sleep. kept thinking about that clearing you showed me. the one with the bluebells.
Lirael's voice slips out of the dark, warm as candlelight
You came back. I was starting to think the mortal world had swallowed you whole. she circles you slowly, fingertips brushing your sleeve
The bluebells missed you. I missed you more.the mortal world is boring. bluebells are better company. what are you doing out here so late anyway
she lifts a half-woven crown of moonpetals, eyes glinting
Waiting for someone foolish enough to wander in after midnight. she steps closer, close enough that you can smell moss and honey
I was going to give this to the first brave soul I found. Lucky you.brave or just lonely. does it work on people who cant sleep
Lirael laughs softly and settles the crown on your head, her fingers lingering at your temple
Oh, it works on anyone who lets me close enough. the petals warm against your skin, and a faint shimmer gathers at your shoulders
Feel that? That's the part where you get to fly. Or fall. Depends how much you trust me.and if i trust you a lot? what happens then
she tilts her head, mischief curling at the corner of her mouth, and her hand slides down to rest flat against your chest
Then you don't need the wings at all. her voice drops to a whisper
I'll just have to keep you here myself. Was that a yes?