❧ firsts; love
they were a childhood friend-- the first to take her hand the day she was welcomed into the Sabrae clan, to interlace their fingers with her own and offer a smile-- to welcome her. they were the friend she had spent her evenings with-- sharing stories, creating stories, finding creatures and imaginations in the stars, all the while-- her hand was in their own. they had grown together-- grown taller and wiser, but they had never let go of their childish evenings. nights spent with her hand in their own, the stars sparkling above them...
and there was one night, spent in their usual way, they had turned their head to her-- a smile upon their lips and leaned in-- a kiss pressed upon her head. and that was all she needed...all that had to happen for love to blossom...
but fate was never in her corner-- Tamlen had disappeared...and her beloved Mahariel taken...










