Sep 6, 2015
A small ceramic vase was delivered to Aislan. Flowers in different shades of blue twisted and turned to freedom from the vase, the long stalks bending as if dancing to celebrate what the card resting within the flowers said. To: Aislan Dear bestie, I miss you, and hope you are doing well. I promise these flowers won't explode. Tea soon, maybe? Love, Kylareth.
(@aislanruneweaver @kylareth My tags are not working for you two. So please someone reblog with them tagged)