🌻🌸Happy (belated) Springfest!🌺🌹
Happy Springfest to @everywaythatmatters! We're well into summer now, but there are still flowers if you know where to look. I am honored to write the fic to accompany your gorgeous art: I adored your Fitz and Amber and the Kelsingra setting. I hope you enjoy the dancing, the ambiance, the Fitzamber vibes, and a bit of lore about Realder and his Prophet. ❤️💙 Read it here:
🌙✨An Unexpected Dance 🎵🌃
It was after we’d gone several blocks that I realized that, though the streets were filled with memories of past nights rather than days. It seemed like that, while there had been some sort of system to keep the streets lit, there were also a few memories who carried strange lanterns. A group of Elderlings stumbled out of what must have been a tavern, drunk and rowdy, and I saw a couple dart off into an alleyway with a furtive look behind them. One of the streets Amber directed me down caused me to stop suddenly, awestruck.
Amber wants to show Fitz something the night before they leave Kelsingra on Tarman. They did not expect how much the city wanted to show them something in turn.
Thanks for organizing @springfest-rote !!
