redeyes_andblue: (S - peace: a boy and his lyre)
Zelda and Sheik ([personal profile] redeyes_andblue) wrote in [community profile] trans_9 2010-02-03 05:44 am (UTC)

"It is," he nodded, a fond smile on his face. "My mentor gave it to me - it's quite precious to me."

Carefully, he set it in the long grass, sweeping a hand beneath it beforehand to check for anything that could damage it. Then he began to prepare the tea, fussing around with the burner and the flask of water and the tea leaves. "This is a good blend," he told her as he sat back to let the water heat, "Fragrant - here, have a smell." Offering her the little pouch the leaves had been in, he sat back, lyre back in his lap again.

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