In the underdark where Nerys resides, encounters with errant fireflies is a rare but welcome event. Yet when their absence stretches on for far longer than she'd like, Nerys finds an odd yearning to see those living motes of light once more. To reaffirm that they actually exist and aren't a figment of memory. To see how they fit in the world of light above.

Nerys knows the only time for her to set foot above is during the cycle known as night. How lucky for her that her insect friends are so easy to spot in the nearby fields, and in such great abundance! They seemed so odd, down below, but here Nerys herself was the oddity. Slowly but surely the fireflies flocked to her own living light--like old friends catching up after, after too many years apart~
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An awesome (and glowy) night scene from  chickensnpies <3

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