![]() ![]() Skirts dragging against the long grass as you walk, you make your way through the field–wheat stalks brush against your bare arms, parting for you as you stride forward past the cows and sheep and towards and old grove of trees by the meandering creek where you spent so many of your days in childlike rapture and leisure. With a sigh, you snap the book shut and slip from atop the rock wall, landing in the soft earth below. Words dance on the page before your eyes as you try and focus on the story, pulling your attention into the narrative only to have it drawn back out towards the horizon over the golden fields of wheat and rye. A gentle spring breeze stirs as your hair, blowing over you as it moves westward across the countryside on its journey and you sit, book in hand, wrapped in the warmth of it. Taglist: long, warm rays of the sun stretch over the fields of your childhood as you sit on the stone fence at the edge of your family’s estate, legs swinging in a manner unbefitting a young woman soon to be engaged. when a reply is sent, revealing feelings you had long thought forgotten, you are left with a choice to make amidst a rather awkward visit. Summary: a letter written in haste when you were fifteen and in love with your best friend gets sent out in the dawn of your engagement. Warnings: regency era society (rather rigidly gendered), family dynamics ![]() Genre: regency au, fluff, angst, love triangle, childhood friends to lovers Pairing: taeil x fem!reader, sicheng x fem!reader ![]()
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