Submission (#3431) Approved

Yardsales weren't a common occurrence for Persephone. She could not remember the last time she had attended one if she even ever had. Having left her home to get more art supplies, she had been walking curiously around town when flyers began to attract her attention. Hanging up on almost every available post, they all referenced some near-yard sale somewhere in town. Her curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she found herself absent-mindedly following the flyers until eventually, she found herself on the sidewalk before the yard sale. She glanced around at the variety of trinkets and items covering every table in the yard, feeling a bit overwhelmed with the options now that she was here.

However, many of the objects, especially the older and more antique-looking items, attracted her attention nonetheless.

She had limited money on her, due to having only planned to grab some art supplies, so she would have to make her change count. That being said, Persephone wasn't sure what the pricing was on anything, which made the endeavor all the more difficult.

Beginning to walk down the aisles between the tables, eyeing the clutter on each table curiously, she saw random items that spiked interest. Simply not enough to stop and consider purchasing them, though. Odd statues of deformed animals that were almost endearing, antique and well-designed plates and bowls, a painting of a wilting bouquet with some of the paint chipped off the edges, and a deer statue that was missing one ear. The tables were filled with odd yet endearing nonsense. The consensus in her mind was that everything in this yard sale had been well-loved by someone at some point.

Then her gaze landed on a table filled to the brim with jewelry, finding more of an interest in that. Stepping closer, she began to rifle through the misc rings and necklaces gingerly, not wanting to damage anything.

It took a few moments, but she eventually dug two rings out that appeared to go together. On one, a doe with her head angled up, branches engraved in the silver behind her. On the other, a buck with his head angling down, the same branches continued. Glancing between the two, she immediately knew this was what she needed to take home, imagining the look on Yuletide's face when she presented it.

The rings had been well loved, and now they would be once again.