Daylight Fantasy
hand-crafted butterfly
“It’s nothing to worry about,” Mercher hummed as moved the last strand of hair out of his vision, “but we can figure something out if you'd like.” As he accepted Hasan's hand, he saw Rurra come over. Answering to Rurra's question as she came over with a slight nod, Mercher walked over to his bag and held the it’s handles and gently put it over his shoulder.
A small sigh escaped him while he opened the zipper just slightly to check up on her. ‘Ah, looks like she’s still alright,’ Mercher sighed before zipping it up again. When Mercher saw Hasan come back, a familiar gold sparkle caught his eye. The sunlight bounced pleasantly along its golden wiring. 'Ah, so he'd found it…'
A small sigh escaped him while he opened the zipper just slightly to check up on her. ‘Ah, looks like she’s still alright,’ Mercher sighed before zipping it up again. When Mercher saw Hasan come back, a familiar gold sparkle caught his eye. The sunlight bounced pleasantly along its golden wiring. 'Ah, so he'd found it…'