The sedated look, for a brief, beautiful moment, lifted from his face in a childlike excitement in response. The sound of her giggle became just a brief taste of liberation from heavy-hearted soldierhood and salvation itself could not best it. "And adventure we shall,"
The woman walked out of the open french doors into the backyard, the flock of chickens scurrying off after her because they knew it was time to be fed.
The sedated look, for a brief, beautiful moment, lifted from his face in a childlike excitement in response. The sound of her giggle became just a brief taste of liberation from heavy-hearted soldierhood and salvation itself could not best it. "And adventure we shall,"
Jane grinned, glad he was coming out of his shell little by little. “Lead on, my sir,” she repeated.
He let his shoulder press against hers, finally stepping through the entrance into the flowery park.
The flowers weren’t even in bloom and Jane was in awe. “This is amazing!” she marveled.
After a moment's hesitation, Pierre followed, wincing as pain pierced his lower back.
Her garden was……… beautiful, to say the least. He stood there for a moment, an almost dreamlike smile on his face.
He laughed softly, "Do you love it?"
"Hey! Carmine!" Edonine snapped, "Bad chicken. I'm gonna eat you one day!" She scolded humorously, "One day you'll have to answer to God for pecking my feet,"
Pierre laughed softly, though it hurt to do so. "Don't be mean to the chickens," he told her jokingly, coming up next to her.
"These chickens are my slaves." She smirked at her own stupid comment. "I am their God,"
He laughed softly, "Do you love it?"
“It’s… amazing! Incredible! There aren’t enough words to describe…” She trailed off in awe.
"They're flowers," he laughed softly. Perplexed. How did she see so much in so little?
“Yes, but see past the outer shell. Everything has something on the inside,” she said, poking his chest.
"I don't understand how you mean," John confessed, blowing wisps of escaped hair from his eyebrows. "They've always been just flowers to me,"
“Sure. Okay. They’re flowers. That’s what the eye sees. What does the heart see?” She winked, then closed her eyes. “My heart sees a living, breathing, delicate giver. Its arms are outstretched in all directions, welcoming the insects to pollinate its dust to others and give them life. It yearns to give, and it replenishes itself so it can give for its entire life. I see not a flower, but a Provider.” She slowly opened her eyes.
(Sorry, that took a while to write!)
(Did I scare y'all away? Sorry…)
Lol not at all! It was great
"These chickens are my slaves." She smirked at her own stupid comment. "I am their God,"
(Lmao)
Pierre burst out laughing this time, a ridiculous grin on his face. “I can’t believ you just said that—“ he managed through laughs.
(Thanks!)
Lol, i just fell asleep. I go to bed super early)
John's expression softened. "You see all of that in a plant?"
"Well, who else would feed these stupid lumps of uncooked meat?" She chortled, casting seeds over the grass for the birds.
Lol, i just fell asleep. I go to bed super early)
John's expression softened. "You see all of that in a plant?"
(It’s fine 😂)
Jane blushed a little. “Yeah…”
"So… what do you see in me?"
Jane was surprised at the request, but she placed a hand on his chest and closed her eyes again. “You have a tough outer shell, my sir,” she said, her facial features contorted. “A lieutenant in the British military… a man hardened by war… but in the inside…” her face softened here, “I feel a man who is patient and gentle. He cares for those he loves and…” She hesitated for a long time. “And… he is a man of great kindness and peace, if only he would let it through his mask.” She spoke softly and let her eyes flicker open. “I see not a man,” she finished quietly, “but a Gentle Protecter.”
John gazed down at her with curious flattery. She watched his jaw open to speak, but… she had left him wordless.
Jane was suddenly nervous. “Did… Did I say something wrong?” she asked quietly.
"No," he whispered. "No, it was perfect.."
Her heart flipped. “Really?”
John simply nodded in reply.
( bro.., ive got red spots all over my body O.o )