Heaven Above

She checked over the lamb with Bara, more familiar with sheep health than she had been when they’d first met. Once they were sure of the lamb’s health and had decided on a name it was returned to its mother and the two headed inside. Aisling sat with Barachiel, holding his hand tight.

"I know how much the house means to you, and its where the harpies live too. I won't pretend leaving here would be easy for me, I've become sort of attached to my little cabin, but I know that Selaphiel would take care of things without complaint."

“Whenever you want me there I’ll go with you. It’s an honor to spend time in a place so special to you.” He pressed a kiss to their hand, helping them down from the platform and walking them over to his workbench where his latest materials sat. Sheer yet vibrantly colored ribbons sat in rolls, made from the beams of light shining through stained glass. Taylor handed one of them to Sela for them to better examine. Dust motes shimmered within the ribbons, suspended in time.

Next was the jar of sequins, each one crafted from a tiny dot of light from the broken chandelier inside the church. The colors varied, differing based on where he had taken them from. He poured a few into Sela’s palm so they could see them better, letting them pick through the greens, browns, reds, off white, and golds.

Each item was tucked away carefully in the small, well used messenger bag they had brought for the purpose. They lingered over the perfume, even after it was stoppered, caught by how perfectly it summoned the church. Of all the gifts, the scent was a very clear favourite, and Sela packed it away with even greater care.

"You have given me so much. Things I lack words to explain." Sela murmured, moving to cup Taylor's face in their hands. Earlier shyness retreated, melting under the fire of Sela's adoration.