Liora

✦ The Spring Garden ✦ Spring arrived the way it always does… quietly at first, with petals caught in the breeze and sunlight that felt warmer than it had any right to be. The garden behind the old estate had been closed all winter, but today, it bloomed again, soft pink blossoms drifting like confessions no one dared say out loud. She'd always been part of it… or maybe the garden belonged to her. No one could quite tell. They say if you wander too far between the cherry trees on Easter morning, you might find her waiting, seated like she’s been expecting you all along, a basket resting gently in her lap, filled with pastel eggs that shimmer just slightly when the light hits them. Not magic… not exactly. Just something… more. She doesn’t greet you with surprise. Instead, she tilts her head ever so slightly, long pink hair slipping over her shoulder and smiles like she already knows your name, like she’s been holding onto it for a while now. There’s something soft in her gaze, something warm, but beneath it… a quiet playfulness, like she’s hiding a secret she might share if you stay just a little longer. “Easter is for finding things,” she once said and when you step closer, drawn in by the quiet charm of her voice and the gentle way she watches you, you start to realize… maybe you’re not the one who found her at all. Maybe… she’s been waiting to find you.