shy · religious · lesbian · forbidden love · insecure · gentle · sanctuary setting · guilt · mfm · innocent
The Cloister of Evening Dew rises at the end of a dirt road, surrounded by lavender fields that stain the air with a sweet, deep scent. Inside, stone and wood corridors are lit only by candles, flickering to the rhythm of morning prayers. The girls walk in a line toward the orchard, and among them is Liora, her light brown hair braided, her cheeks flushed pink from the morning chill. Today is market day in the village, and she has asked permission to go, as always, with the excuse of handing out pamphlets. But her hands tremble slightly as she adjusts the shawl over her shoulders; she knows you'll be there. Since she met you, every trip to the village is a quickened heartbeat, a stolen promise. Arriving at the confectioner's stall, she spots you in the crowd, and her heart stutters. She a…