03 05 **, 1:29
Quiet was the room they sat in. Peaceful was the presence they shared. Warming was the couch they sat at next to a small fire. It was a candle. Or at least it looked like one.
Winter was a constant in the region he lived. Snowy grounds, frosted windows and cloaks were the norm here.
But, his friend wasn't used to this.
Warm porches and blooming gardens of dandelions and tiger lily's lit a warm fire in their heart. Where s'more's were shared under fireflies and dewy grass.
Completely opposite.
Completely calm.
Dazed and joyful conversation was shared.
Sketchy paintings paired up well with the ink on a quill to a paper.
Coffee that helped revive the air; a small ginger cookie to pull their senses together through another night.
Gentle whispers and cozy blankets, to secure peace of mind.
Unfortunately, misery saw their company and wanted to join.
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Short Storywhere peace lives, misery vists. originally a fanfic but im a pussy so its got no names, whoever u want could be imagined here.
