Beltane.

[silverhawthorn]

She giggles, but it is no high belling sound of glee. Her low laugh is rich with expectation, a full-throated murmuring sound that delights in revealed mystery. It is a private sound meant for him alone, there in their shadowed bower of clover and hanging branch, and it awakens an answering grin in him who hears it

Comments

[fuschia]

You are an incredibly talented writer; I could live in your words and your worlds.

[silverhawthorn]

Thank you! (You've made me blush!)

[hexeengel]

Beautifully evocative :) Mine's up as well!

[silverhawthorn]

I read it! And thank you. :)