Sneak a Peek III

"The survivors dove into the sunrise sharing stories, honoring the ones that weren´t there and especially the ones that didn´t survived. It was the beginning of the closure, because, they were properly saying goodbye.

Xanthe leaned her head onto Cymone’s shoulder, when the moon faded into the sky:

“Everything is going to be fine, isn´t it?”

The Seamstress wrapped her arm around her nodded and received the first sunbeams on her cheeks. The flying ashes from the bonfire reflected in the open air communing with the rise of a new day. For Cymone, it was snowing light!"

The Amazons

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