─═✧✧═─ 𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝟙𝟡𝟙𝟚 ─═✧✧═─

Seeds of Remembrance

The first snowfall of winter had lightly dusted the town of 1912, transforming it into a picturesque winter wonderland. The chill in the air was invigorating, and the early evening twilight cast a soft glow over the landscape. Mia and Henry had taken to walking through the snow-covered garden, enjoying the serene beauty of the season and their time together.

As they walked hand in hand, Henry's thoughts were focused on something. He had been unusually quiet lately, and Mia could sense that he had something important he wanted to share.

They stopped by a small wooden bench in the garden, the snow making it look like a scene from a fairy tale. Henry turned to Mia, his expression serious but gentle. "Mia, there's something I want to give you."

Mia looked at him with curiosity. "What is it?"

Henry reached into his coat pocket and pulled out two small, neatly wrapped packets. They were adorned with delicate illustrations of flowers. He handed one to Mia and kept the other for himself.

"These are forget-me-not flower seeds," he said softly. "They're a symbol of remembrance and enduring love. I thought... Well, I wanted to give them to you."

Mia took the packet, her fingers brushing against Henry's. She examined the tiny, beautiful illustrations on the front—each flower depicted with intricate detail. "Why forget-me-nots?" she asked, her voice tender.

Henry looked into her eyes, his own filled with a mix of affection and melancholy. "Because no matter where you go, no matter how far apart our worlds may be, I want you to remember me. And I want to remember you. These flowers will always remind us of each other."

Mia's heart swelled with emotion. She opened the packet, letting the tiny seeds slip through her fingers. "They're beautiful. Thank you."

Henry nodded, his gaze steady. "I know that our time together is precious and limited and that our lives are tied to two different worlds. But I want you to have something tangible, something that connects us even when we're apart."

Mia reached out and touched Henry's cheek, her eyes filled with warmth. "These seeds are more than just a symbol. They represent everything we've shared and everything we'll continue to share, no matter where we are."

They sat on the bench, the cold air nipping at their cheeks, but the warmth between them was undeniable. Henry took out a small gardening journal he had prepared, filled with notes on how to grow and care for the forget-me-nots. He handed it to Mia with a smile.

"I've written down everything you need to know," he said. "I want you to be able to grow these flowers wherever you are."

Mia took the journal, her eyes misting over with tears. "I'll take good care of them. And I'll make sure to plant them in both worlds—so that no matter where I am, I'll always have a piece of us with me."

Henry smiled, a mixture of relief and happiness on his face. "And I'll do the same here. Every time I see these flowers, I'll think of you and our time together."

They sat in companionable silence, watching the snow gently fall around them. The world seemed to pause for a moment, just for them. The forget-me-not seeds were not just a gift but a promise—a promise of love that transcended time and space.

As the evening wore on, Mia and Henry walked back to the house, their hearts light and their spirits lifted. The seeds and the journal were safely tucked away, symbols of their enduring bond.

Inside, they spent the evening by the fire, sharing stories and planning for the future. The warmth of the room was a stark contrast to the cold outside, but it mirrored the warmth of their connection.

Mia looked at Henry, her eyes reflecting the flickering firelight. "No matter what happens, Henry, I want you to know that you'll always be with me. These seeds are a reminder of that."

Henry took her hand, his voice filled with emotion. "And you'll always be with me, Mia. No matter the distance or the time, our love will endure."

With those words, they embraced, feeling the depth of their bond more than ever. The forget-me-not seeds were a small but powerful testament to their love—a love that, despite the challenges, would always find a way to blossom.

As they settled down for the night, the promise of their future together was clear. No matter where time took them, their love would continue to grow, just like the delicate flowers they had promised to nurture in both their worlds.