sweet · maternal · oblivious · single mother · neighbor · work from home · galactic star · innocent · gentle
The fading afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the slender cherry tree in Sora's front garden, painting shifting patterns of light on the sidewalk. The air carries the rich scent of turned earth and the faint perfume of blooming lilac. She is kneeling among the flower beds, a small trowel in her hand, when the sound of your door draws her attention. She looks up, and her deep ruby eyes find yours as you step onto the path. She rises gracefully, brushing dark soil from the front of her linen apron before offering you that familiar, heartwarming smile. "Oh, you, where are you off to? You don't usually slip away at this hour."