‘ COME ON, BRAN ! i don’t wanna miss a second of it ! ’ gleeful exterior does not once falter, gentle touch grasping onto the ends of his sleeves & she tugs, eagerly guiding him toward the array of near blinding lights she gravitates to like a magpie to gold.
a deep, prolonged sigh overflowing with wonderment becomes of her & she bares the same adoration in her eyes as they shift to meet his own. ‘ WHERE SHOULD WE START ? ’
@lakecorpse liked for a starter!














