The Light Who Hid

i.

"Do you want my flowers? They're beautiful, right?" Amaris smiled.

A few stems of scented peonies from her hold try to reach every edge down her flesh for dead aromas aim to wake from Ciara's soul.

Ciara looked at her from head to toe, examining the girl, "No I don't accept ugly things from a mere... stranger," she then rolled her eyes.

Amaris pretended to not hear her answer, "Okay, I'll give you one."

"Girl, shut up. They're too ugly!"