Freed hummed softly under his breath as he carefully pulled out the weeds that had sprung up around the roses whilst they’d been away on a job for the last few weeks, pausing every now and then to admire the yellow blossoms, enjoying the peace and quiet. It was one of the reasons he had taken over the duty of looking over their garden. None of his teammates were particularly interested in gardening, and after discovering that it wasn’t very interesting to watch they had stopped pestering him when he was out here, which had made the garden his retreat when they were beginning to get on his nerves. There was also a sense of satisfaction after spending an afternoon working in the garden, completely different from that which came from learning a new spell or finishing a job, a quiet sense of peace and achievement that he hoarded. Smiling he reached out and gently brushed his fingers against one of the roses, knowing that he wouldn’t give up this feeling for the world.
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Fairytail Drabbles
RandomA collection of 5 Sentence Drabbles - a mix of fluff, angst, romance and everything in-between. The Ships/characters involved are written in the chapter titles.
