A Life Lived in Hundreds

by Botched Lobotomy

1404

It was a strong old tree now, roots as wide as half the field and branches thick with green. Twilight sat beneath it, reading. Her glasses caught the sun just so, sending it scattering across the bark. She liked to read inside, usually, but today...the sun ducked in and out behind the clouds, and when it shrank, it set a rather different mood. Smith wondered how much of it was reading, and how much was simply sitting, being, existing near the tree and farm and life around her. Dinner was ready, but Smith let her sit out a while longer.

Comments

[Bicyclette]

and the trees again, always seeds and saplings before but now strong and old and sturdy. just like this life they built together, both of them having taken so long to get here. and though the story follows Smith, this is where I see and just feel Twilight's journey in this. a quiet life in this quiet place with the love of her life, and just how everything is so perfect in this moment that is fated to end

i am crying right now by the way, have to keep wiping away tears to type this