show them the joy and the pain and the ending
A shiver races down her spine as Wyrm’s touch whispers along her hip, a tingling of remembrance. Her blue gaze shifts, turning to touch briefly upon him, warmth evident in their ocean depths for the barest of moments before coolness steals over her once again.
Her attention shifts back to Dovev as he coos at her, a provocative question. What would you call us? A slow smile eases over her lips, though there is no humor in it, no happiness. She offers a very equine shrug before saying ”I would call us nothing.”
And it is true. They had shared little but a stolen moment, and she has many stolen moments. They had not been lovers (love is not possible between them anyway), and she certainly would not consider them friends. Enemies seems a bit harsh, though it is a very fine line. But she does not dislike him enough to consider him enemy. So, they are simply that, nothing. Two passing acquaintances who had chanced upon each other one evening. Or rather, Heartfire had ensured they chanced upon each other, but that is neither here nor there.
Quite unexpectedly, a shadow coalesces by Dovev’s side and a familiar blue and white figure steps from its midst. Heartfire stiffens as her sister curls around the bone-armored stallion in a protective stance, her bright gaze sharpening. They have never met, but Heartfire is nearly as familiar with Luster as she is with her mother and father. As she is with Augusta and Illum, as she would be with the sibling yet to be born.
She takes a step nearer as Dovev responds to her question, his lips tracing her skin as though he had a right to touch her. Eyes hard as the crystals they so resemble, she offers only one, low warning, speaking to her sister though her eyes remain on Dovev. ”He would be far safer without you next to him, Luster.”
As she speaks, the grass around them ripples before falling apart into nothingness. Into dust. They are left standing in a circle of bare dirt, the only other warning she would offer. There is little she cherishes in this world more than her family, and she remembers all too clearly what Dovev had done. Even if neither of them seem to be able to recall.
heartfire
i filled up my senses with thoughts from the ghosts