Oriash
they promised that dreams can come true
If she could read thoughts, the truth is there might have been more potential for hurt. Feelings are confusing, fickle things. Ori is sensible enough to compartmentalize, to understand that her and Pteron are and will never be more than friends, but to feel a flicker of what seems like jealousy would make her wonder. It would make her wonder and it would let her heart paint scenes that should never be painted. The truth is probably simple enough that Ori simply likes Pteron for the way he treats her, which is to say that to him, she is not invisible. To him, she is something. There is nothing more to it, but that is so very much to an invisible girl that it could become too easily tangled given a reason.
It is best not given a reason.
Perhaps that he won’t tell her the cause of the scar is a good thing. It reminds her heart of the borders that her brain so easily knows. Funny how feelings can mess everything up, how they tangle and twist around you until you don’t understand them at all. It is vastly easier to be invisible, she thinks, though she cannot go back to that life. She does not want it anymore.
They both latch on to the distraction perhaps too easily, but it is why she is here, after all. To see him, to show him what she has learned, as a little sister would to any big brother. For that is their relationship, a big brother and a little sister. It is a relationship she does not mind, having no real family. Aegean, who she has only met once, so he almost counts but not quite. Little does she know that Pteron sees her true brother more than she does (though likely she would love to know the truth of them).
Pteron takes off, leading them at an easy but enjoyable pace. It is a beautiful, crisp night, and she finds herself feeling shockingly free as she darts through the trees on Pteron’s heels. He is easy to follow, a ghost in the night leading her to a new adventure. He is always leading her to a new adventure, and she will never be able to properly thank him, she suspects, for all he has given her. She wonders if he even understands the depth of what he has done for her.
The trees clear and he moves faster. Following, her legs fly, all four off the ground at once and she laughs slightly as he leaps into the sky. She is a step behind him, wings unfurling from their place against her side as she launches herself into the air. With a few powerful strokes, she is airborne. They soar over the tops of the trees of the place he calls home, and from this vantage, she finds it far more beautiful. Autumn spreads out before her, tinted blue-black with the blanket of night. Suddenly, he disappears, and she can only track him by the teasing voice that cuts through the silence.
His flight is slow but silent, and it makes him harder to find. “If I crash into you it not my fault,” she complains, though she is not actually concerned. She is here to show him her flying abilities, and yet she cannot help herself. The stars move closer, chasing one another across the sky as she climbs higher, leaving the trees Taiga behind. She moves at an easy pace, weaving through the stars that she has painted across the sky at a place they can reach. It is a simple show of flight, her wings nothing impressive, though she has found they are particularly good at one thing.
The stars stop and she dives, picking up speed with wings bent backward slightly to allow it. It took her awhile to pick up the nerve to try it. At first, she’d pulled out of the dive a million miles above the ground, but like her illusions, Ori kept practicing. It got easier. She got braver. Now, it looks as if she’s about to crash into the trees when she suddenly pulls out of the dive and launches herself back into the air. She flys lazily back toward the meadow, pulling a couple of stars along with her absent mindedly. “Good enough to go adventuring?”
but they forgot that nightmares are dreams too.
@[Pteron]
Use of mild power playing is allowed; no injuries without permission