April Flowers, Prompt 27: Still
Title: Still
Author: bookish_brownie
Rating and Warnings: G
Characters/Pairing: Cazaril/Betriz
Prompt: 27 (poetry)
Format and Word Count: true drabble (!), 100 words
Summary: Cazaril is still.
There’s a poetry in nature, better and more profound than he could ever write. The birds sing, chirp with abandon, filling the air with a simple joy that does not disturb the moment.
He doesn’t want to move, and he lets the feeling of stillness wash over him. Stillness fills his whole heart. He does not think to wish for anything. Awareness caresses him, leaves him here.
For the poetry of his wife’s form astounds him more than when he was in the first blush of love. No line or angle amiss, awry. She emanates peace and he breathes it.