Against The Tree
After while, they had decided to sit against a tree and enjoy the calm sound of the waterfall that added to the beauty of this garden. It had been around an hour, and Pomni had started to get a bit sleepy. Without realising, she rested her head on Ragatha’s shoulder in a sleepy daze. Drifting in and out from consciousness, her shoulder made a nice pillow for Pomni to fall asleep on. Ragatha looked over at the jester who had fallen limp into sleep and chuckledy softly, laying her own head on top of Pomnis. She was happy to be in the shorter one’s embrace, her heart fluttering. She had been in love with Pomni for a while now, taking a liking to all her anxious ramblings about silly little things like math or My Little Pony and the way the jester was so kind and gentle. Everything about the girl just drew her in. The way she smiled, her shaky hands; everything. She was perfect.