Δ
ᴏғғᴇʀɪɴɢs ( accepting. )
Δ = playing with their hair
her head tilts back, letting her brother’s fingers thread through her hair. she HAD a flower crown on, before hermes started playing. it rests discarded, false flowers LOSING their vibrancy, among the grass beside her. eternally sun-kissed fingers busy themselves forming new flowers to be placed in the dark strands of her hair. “if you’re going to BRAID,” she starts, passing him a freshly formed daisy, “at least thread flowers through it.”










