Faera yawned. It was still dark outside. She tried to get back to sleep but was too wide awake. She stretched out as far as she could go and felt the tips of her wings brush the walls. If she was awake she might as well enjoy it. Faera’s fingers lightly skimmed the walls and the petal opened forward. She lightly hopped out of the rose and let her wings catch a breeze. She thought the rose looked a little dead without a light in it at night like faeries give so she opened it up again and carefully breathed into the middle. She left only when she was satisfied with the cheery glow from the eternal fire she had given it.
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Tammie felt her breath catch as John got down on one knee. She felt the tears fall down her face as she watched his mouth move with words she couldn’t hear. She got the gist of what he was saying. When he was done she murmered a quiet, “Yes, John.” He smiled and slipped the simple ring on her finger and handed her a single rose. It almost seemed to glow with magic. Just like her face.