Lake Lewisia #305

The chill of winter drove the two of them deeper into the tunnels, where the air was always cool but resisted ever getting much colder. She wondered sometimes, as they napped together on beds of moss, if she wouldn’t be happier just staying underground in her love’s homeland. Then she remembered the way summer sunsets glinted off their claws, the way they looked with surface flowers woven into their hair, the way they smiled when she showed them something new, and she resolved that this would be but a temporary hibernation.

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LL#305