this wasn’t the book she ordered

∴ this wasn’t the book she ordered; instead, a tome revealing ancient ensorcellments entwined with nature’s healing · each page resonated with the mountains’ rhythm, awakening dormant magic within her · intrigued, she traced the pages, wondering if she could mend more than what she read ·

in the quiet anticipation of her lover’s return, she pondered the possibility of these spells also holding uncharted depths into their connection · for they too shared the spirit of the wild ∴