11-18-2018, 12:40 AM
His magic feeds her.
Her secrets soothe him.
They’ve always sustained one another since the dawn of their beginning in the dark of the womb. Might have gone their separate ways a time or two, but somehow - like planets in orbit - they gravitate back to one another. It is their bodies that they are most familiar with; this scar here and that scar there, the slope of spine or poke of rib, and how in the beginning it was just the two of them.
Before her —
She was some kind of strange beacon that beckoned the twins forth. Irresistible; neither could keep an inch of their bodies from touching up against hers. She was friend as much as she was something else for both of them. Something neither of them could say out loud.
But it is her scent and the knowledge of her return that sucks them back out of the wilderness to here, the land of the tall once-burnt trees. Spear is leading them, and his mane and tail are pure living flame. Spark follows, as she so often has, but her nose is to his hip and she is feeding off his magic and letting it make her mimicry fierce and hot until she has sprouted flames along the smaller parts of herself like her mane, tail, ears and hooves.
It has been a long time since they’ve seen her or she’s seen them. Change has caught up to them all but some things never change like how the twins find her and dim their flames to openly embrace her between them. Their mouths share the same murmured word, her name- “Lilitha.”
@[Lilitha] ❤️