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Blade of Grass - Lady Gaga
Flynn and Eve ended up in a large field of grass with the remains of an old church waiting for the other three Librarians to return. But Flynn was never one to sit and do nothing.
Eve sat on the stone and burned, weather worn wood of the church watching Flynn pull up several pieces of grass and began twisting them.
He somewhat hopped over to her when he was finished, sitting on a rock directly in front of her. His knees were on either side of hers.
“What are you doing?” She asked with a smile.
He gently took her left hand and wrapped the little grass creation around her ring finger with her tethering ring, “You are my queen,” he told her.
“I don’t have a crown,” she teased, admiring her grass ring.
Flynn kissed her softly, “well I haven’t figured out how to make one of those from grass.”
Eve rested her forearms on his shoulders. “That’s okay. I love my grass ring. It’s better than a diamond ring.”
“Forever and always,” he promised, his hands resting on her waist.
She smiled, “forever’s not enough,” she said before kissing him again.