╭┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ┊➤ ✮ Hi, hello, and welcome to my short story, Letter of ┊Orchids! ╰ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - tw ~ mentions of d3ath, grief, romance, gay romance (don't be a homophobe!) ╰ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ✿ letter of orchids - - - - - - - - - ✿ Dear Will, ✿ I run my hands over the new sprout I'm tending to as I write this...the one you gave me the seeds for. It longs for the sun, it scrabbles its way out of the warm darkness of the soil where it could be safe...where it could stay and wilt, but be safe... ✿ An orchid, I believe, one of your favorites - and it whispers in my ear its secrets, a message to you that I need to send on to you on this raggedy piece of paper - I will always love you, I will always love you, it chants, its roots seem to grow in my mind. ✿ Because I still feel the feeling, even when you're not...not sitting with me. Something with laughter and joy and tears - but something deeper, too. A tug in my heart with an invisible thread that winds inside of me, part of the blood that flows through my veins. ✿ Lord, I don't know how else to say it. I love you, and I...I feel you beside me. When eyes burn me mercilessly, like a fire that can't be quenched, when everything seems to flip over and turn me around and pull me until I'm not myself... I can feel your hand resting on mine, a warmth like sunshine, something ghostly and welcoming. Because you were sunshine, the gentle song tempting flowers out of the darkness, something so kind and loving, and...and you were mine. And I was yours. Why can't it stay that way? ✿ Y'know, annual flowers are flowers that linger for one year, grow only once, then give into the sharp, scrabbling fangs of the cold or the blazing claws of the heat. Either way, this beast hunts its prey like the savage it is, the beast being D3ath. Perennials, they grow repeatedly, for more than two years. d3ath and rebirth, rising from the ashes - well, soil - like a phoenix. ✿ Why can't you be my perennial? Why is the world like this, living while the Beast hunts its prey, takes undeserving souls, and it ravenously devours it all. ✿ I suppose you were the most beautiful annual ever, however. ✿ I miss you. ✿ I suppose I'll leave this letter on your desk - no, I haven't given it away. Too many memories within its smooth oak wood, and every time I run my fingers over it, I think of you, the bumps and curves I've memorized to heart. ✿ Because the Beast can't take you from me. ✿ I glance out the window just now... snowdrops, breaking through the snow. ✿ I love you, but I need to have hope, I need to stay strong, don't I? ✿ Rest in peace, I love you more than anything, my annual. ✿ Love, Oliver ╰ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
