let my shadows prove the sunshine
She’s looking into the distance; at the volcano and how it looms like a giant over all of Tephra and for a moment Svedka’s eyes follow hers. He’s come closer alongside her now as she seems distracted, his cerulean gaze flickering between the familiar volcano (it’s plume black and almost foreboding against the beautiful orange red of a fading sky) and her, concern finding the sharp edges of his handsome face, softening his expression. She retaliates quickly however, causing him to be surprised as she returns his playful splash with one of her own, soaking his head and neck with the warm water.
He snorts sharply, tossing his head to rid the droplets from his eyes and nose, a smile curling onto his pink lips. She tugs at his forelock and as she pulls away, he follows with a smooth fluidity; he nips her shoulder gently, nostrils fluttering. That same solemn, soft expression finds the two-toned of his face, his brow creasing slightly, curious. His touch has lingered longer than intended on her shoulder, his whole body following him as he curls in beside her.
Droplets of water lay like diamonds along the downy white of her feathers, coming alive with golden light as the final rays of the Tephran sun wash over them. Dusk slowly gives way into night, where the midnight blue of the sky begins to overtake the radiant colors of the sunset, winking stars now beginning to appear out of nothingness. Perhaps it is the warmth of the water and the beautiful stillness around them, but the overo cannot pull himself away from her side.
Svedka’s lingering mouth moves from her pearled shoulder to gingerly tracing the soft curve of her neck, just as a chorus of crickets and cicadas begin in the tall, golden grasses that border the stream. “We don’t have to go just yet,” he murmurs, his breath warm on her perfect ivory skin, unable to stop himself from placing a gentle kiss just above her throat.
svedka
@[Ilma]