the air is still , thick , suffocating .
the weight of grief and guilt lies heavily upon them all . but it is done . at least , for now . they have a chance to b r e a t h e . his very first thought upon leaving the tower is to check on her . the image of the last time he saw her is burned into his mind . ( he’s sure it always will be ! ) gaze finds her quickly in the courtyard , and his feet carry him to her in a beeline . “ juniper . ” his voice reaches her before he does , the tone of which is flooded with relief . in all the chaos , he worried she may have been hurt ---- or worse . “ are you alright ? ”
smol starter for my love @arkgrown .












