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When Aion comes home one day, he tells Eros of a field of flowers; not just any field of flowers—a field of faceted gemstone ones. And while Eros could surely appreciate even a common flowered meadow, Delumine has more than enough to satisfy his need for flora. A glittering stone-cut one, however, was worth a trip to see. So they journey to the battle-worn Steppe, passing the time with easy conversation and the comfort of each other’s presence. Eros had almost forgotten how enjoyable traveling could be in the company of another. up to
As the mountains fade from view, and the field first comes into sight, it’s hard to distinguish these flowers from other, normal ones. But when the sun hits at just the right angle, the light reflects off in vibrant colors and it’s clear they aren’t any ordinary flowers.
From the edge of the field, Aion picks one and offers it to him. It gleams in the sunlight, the same way Aion’s icy tulip had last summer when they had first reunited after so long apart. Eros takes it tenderly, as if it might shatter upon contact.
***STAFF EDIT
@Eros has rolled a 5! He has been awarded +1 EXP point for interacting with the flowers.
