DELICATE IVORY TEARS fell on yellow daffodils. Holding her hand up to the sky, Azana felt the kiss snow on her palm. Around her, the spring flowers nodded gently at the white cloud cover. Lacy snowflakes adorned their soft petals.
Azana squinted over the garden walls. Snow dusted the road as well. A tiny sparrow puffed up his feathers, scattering fine powder before flying off to the nearby forest.
She rushed inside.
“Alion! Have you–”
Azana fell silent; for once Alion was up and dressed. His sword was strapped on his back.
Written: 26 April 2016
Inspired: weather + Romance of Three Jewels