[ she tries to take his words to heart. lets her eyes close, and her mind focus. she hears the steady beat of his heart, just as he'd said. and there, amidst the measured rhythm, the feeling he had promised, too — like a low hum in the depths of her chest, reverberating and warming. she lets it overtake her for a moment, like the very sheet that covers them both, she drowns herself in it, breathes it all in.
by the time he brings up the lyre, there is a lightness to her mind that is both relaxing and distracting. it is easy for her to laugh now, the sound itself a soft melody like twinkling bells in the wind. ]
I can't think of a better way to wake up, [ she agrees, around a smile so full. ]
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by the time he brings up the lyre, there is a lightness to her mind that is both relaxing and distracting. it is easy for her to laugh now, the sound itself a soft melody like twinkling bells in the wind. ]
I can't think of a better way to wake up, [ she agrees, around a smile so full. ]