<center> <link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Bilbo+Swash+Caps" rel="stylesheet"><style> #lilithatexture {background-image:url('https://s26.postimg.io/tgxdfw309/lithatexture.jpg'); width: 500px; border: 1px solid black; box-shadow: 0px 0px 30px black; -webkit-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;-moz-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;-ms-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;transition: all 1s ease-in-out;} #lilithatexture:hover {box-shadow: 0px 0px 40px #831516;} #lilithapic {background-image: url('https://s32.postimg.org/49dd61m39/lilithaforsam.png'); width: 500px; height: 707px;} #lilithapost {background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); width: 440px; padding: 20px; color: white; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 12pt;} #lilithaquote {margin-top: -150px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); width: 440px; padding: 20px; padding-bottom:0px;padding-top:30px; color: white; text-align: center; font-size: 18pt;font-family: 'Bilbo Swash Caps', cursive; line-height: 18pt; border-radius: 100% 100% 0% 0%; -webkit-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;-moz-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;-ms-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 1s ease-in-out;transition: all 1s ease-in-out; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #831516;} #lilithaquote:hover {text-shadow: 0px 0px 15px #831516;} #lilithaname {padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:5px;text-align:center;font-family: 'Bilbo Swash Caps', cursive;font-size:48px;color:#ffffff;}</style> <div id="lilithatexture"><div id="lilithapic"></div> <div id="lilithaquote">I pretend to close my eyes;<br>I pretend I'm burning bright.</div><div id="lilithapost">I really do not want to walk back up the mountain. It’s big, and it’s scary, and it’s <i>hard.</i> But Daddy asked me to come with, to help us find a home, so of course I follow him. What else could I do? The walk is long and arduous, and I’m soon panting and lathered in sweat. But a home would be a very nice thing to have, so I walk. And I walk. And I walk.
We’re part-way up the mountain when the cold that has seeped into my bones is finally, finally gone, chased away by the fire that comes back to me, rushes through me--ignites my lovely new wings and burns them away. Oh it hurts! It hurts so much, and I fight not to scream. Tears roll down my cheeks and my whole body shakes, but I don’t make a sound as my fire friend burns away what doesn’t belong to me. What I was only borrowing, I guess.
And when it is done, I walk on, trying my best to hurry after the rest of my...family, I guess. The only one who feels like family still is Daddy, but he said Espy and Duro are family too, so I guess that makes it true. Even if they don’t exactly feel like mine yet, it’ll come in time. I mean, I assume. That’s how it works, right?
And then we are finally, finally there, and even though it’s kind of hard to breathe this high up, I sidle up next to my daddy and nod. “Oh, a home would be so nice!” I add, rubbing my face against his shoulder and peering cautiously around at the others.
<i>“Romek!”</i> And this must be Mama Mari, because she’s crashing into Daddy just like I did, finally reunited after all the scary things that have happened since the land ate our home. Oh goodness, and there are more babies. I fall back a little, letting them have their happy moment, feeling a little overwhelmed by all this extra family. So many, when before it had just been me. But.
But these are Mama Mari’s babies, which means they’re Daddy Romek’s blood and definitely more sisters. So I smile a hesitant little smile and give them the space to meet their daddy. When they’re ready. Meanwhile there is the maybe more urgent matter of asking for a home. So I watch, and I wait to see what happens.<div id="lilithaname">Lilitha</div></div></div></center>
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We’re part-way up the mountain when the cold that has seeped into my bones is finally, finally gone, chased away by the fire that comes back to me, rushes through me--ignites my lovely new wings and burns them away. Oh it hurts! It hurts so much, and I fight not to scream. Tears roll down my cheeks and my whole body shakes, but I don’t make a sound as my fire friend burns away what doesn’t belong to me. What I was only borrowing, I guess.
And when it is done, I walk on, trying my best to hurry after the rest of my...family, I guess. The only one who feels like family still is Daddy, but he said Espy and Duro are family too, so I guess that makes it true. Even if they don’t exactly feel like mine yet, it’ll come in time. I mean, I assume. That’s how it works, right?
And then we are finally, finally there, and even though it’s kind of hard to breathe this high up, I sidle up next to my daddy and nod. “Oh, a home would be so nice!” I add, rubbing my face against his shoulder and peering cautiously around at the others.
<i>“Romek!”</i> And this must be Mama Mari, because she’s crashing into Daddy just like I did, finally reunited after all the scary things that have happened since the land ate our home. Oh goodness, and there are more babies. I fall back a little, letting them have their happy moment, feeling a little overwhelmed by all this extra family. So many, when before it had just been me. But.
But these are Mama Mari’s babies, which means they’re Daddy Romek’s blood and definitely more sisters. So I smile a hesitant little smile and give them the space to meet their daddy. When they’re ready. Meanwhile there is the maybe more urgent matter of asking for a home. So I watch, and I wait to see what happens.<div id="lilithaname">Lilitha</div></div></div></center>
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