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‘Antony! Snowflakes!’ I carefully wipe across his lashes, melting the ice caught there. His face is between my palms and he looks at me longingly. I step back taking my hands off his face.

‘Don’t, um, don’t go.’ He says. His gaze lingers on me, his voice uneven. He leans in and pulls me by the waist.

‘What are you doing?’ I say.

‘Don’t go from me.’ He smiles like he does onset, his teeth vibrant.

‘I’m not?’ I reply but wait for his reaction. Not really wanting to miss his next move. He wraps his arm around me tighter, bringing me closer to him, raising his other hand to my face, still smiling. ‘You have snowflakes on your eyelashes too.’ Still smiling. He doesn’t stop even when he speaks. ‘Can I wipe them away?’ he asks.

I lean into him. ‘Yes.’

With his smile still wide he takes that as a victory. He’s got me. I’m helpless and entwined. At the moment he swipes the snow from my lashes, I blink and look down, then in that moment when I manage to refocus and look back up at him, his face closes in on mine and he kisses me. I lean into him and kiss him back. He’s gentle and warm. I rest my hands on the front of his shoulders, feeling the softness of his mint jumper. The crew neck exposes him and I wrap my hand behind his neck. I won’t back away until he does. But he keeps me like this for a long time.

Thank you to @youneedsomepromptsfor these. Dividers by @firefly-graphics

A Line With Food (From: Deja Vu)

“How was shopping?” Jasper gave Zahirir his cup so that the other would get him a refill while he spoke with Keon for a minute.

“We got what we were after. Some snacks for the stockpile in our room.” Though Jasper hadn’t asked, yet, what Keon and Song had gone out for, it was an inevitable question that Keon answered without having to be asked.

“I knew there weren’t any cupcakes in the pantry that day. It all makes sense now.” Jasper leaned back and threw his arms in the air as though he had just come to an epiphany. Even Phin had wondered where those cupcakes came from a few weeks back, though he had apparently not stewed over the information as Jasper apparently had been.

This time, Keon gave an audible laugh. It was quiet, from the chest, but a true Keon laugh nonetheless.

A Line With Temperature (From: Dread Secrets)

Xiang is sitting under an opening in the roof, leaving him unprotected from the cold raindrops falling. Looking up, Xiang notes an orange light illuminating the branches of twisted trees that hang over where the roof would be had it not caved in. Maybe the raindrops are just falling from the branches and leaves overhead.

Xiang determines that it must be early morning since there is a layer of fog or mist clinging to the ground and trailing into the house. Xiang stands, brushing a bit of the dirt off of his clothing and side of his face.

A Line With Fear (From: Dread Secrets)

Xiang hyperventilates, clutching his chest. The smell of smoke, blood, and mud fill his nose and throat. He stumbles backwards from Celesto falling to the ground, his back hitting a wall. Fire suddenly ignites all around and he watches in horror as the Grim Twilight Ivy on the walls envelops him, the last thing he sees is Celesto raising her hand towards him and her gaze locking with his.

A Funny Line (From: Dread Secrets)

Though Xiang doesn’t know for sure, Lorne glances at Scy as though the other man had asked something. “Ah. We’re heading to a little nook of mine I go to sometimes to get away from those old historian geezers. It’s not too much further, we’ll hear what Xiang wanted to say there.”

‘Again with calling the actual Grand Historians old geezers… As if you aren’t not-so-secretly centuries older than any of them,’ Xiang thinks to himself.

After some time, they come to a staircase leading further up with a door that has the bookcase symbol they’d been following carved over it.

A Line With Color (From: Dread Secrets)

A scream echoes out from the cave the wolf guards, causing hairs to rise and even the trees of the surrounding forest to shiver. Those closest to the cave’s entrance freeze despite themselves, citizen and soldier alike regardless of kingdom affiliation.