[private] between the lines of fear and blame | heartfire

[Gale]

Gale this is going to break me clean in two -- this is going to bring me close to you Gale had tried to find Heartfire a few times as a child. Well, he’d tried to use his magic to let her know to find him but his memories are fragmented, and in truth he’d never come even close to success. Gale’s only true recollection is that sensation of wanting to find her, and he naively assumes that the same must be true for her. That they had met, and on the day that he hadn’t died, is a memory he hadn’t ever regained. He’d not had it long enough, and there is nothing remarkable about blackness that would make him suspect. Yet despite never having lain these eyes on Heartfire, he is still able to recognize her. Blinking away the layers of heat and obstruction takes him some time, and it’s not until they’re near enough to speak in the darkness does he see in enough detail to be able to identify her. “Oh.” He says, blinking rapidly. “It’s… you. Hi.” Gale knows of Heartfire only what Wolfbane had told all his children, and looks at her with great admiration. She is the living source of the magic that he uses even know to look at her, and that awareness sends an unconscious shiver down the length of his mane. It shakes the silky white hair that grows along it, and he resettles the wings that his new shifting ability has re-gifted him. “Have you ever seen the future?” He asks, the question emerging before he can stop it. He recognizes it (he’s always planned to ask her if he ever found her), but he’d imagined it emerging a little more naturally later in the conversation. But his curiosity is insatiable and his ability to mind his tongue is weak, so he does what he can to explain: “I mean, can you see the future in the sight of someone whose seen it? Has anyone seen the end of the darkness?” That his magic has its drawbacks is something he’s learned double these past few months. He can blind the monsters, but only if he is willing to blind himself for hours as well. And Gale, who loves to see, is rarely willing. @[Heartfire]