and when i breathed
my breath was lightning
Rhy had been born with the electric that runs though her veins. A constant source of fear for her twin, who was shocked time and again in the womb. It is the reason it has taken them so long to even talk, for Kora to even stay in Rhy’s presence. It is the reason Rhy’s parents left her alone when she was only a year old. It is the reason Rhy never had very many friends growing up (she couldn’t entirely control the electric back then). It is honestly, the source of a lot of pain.
She can’t imagine life without the electric either. It’s part of her. The same way breathing is part of her. But if she really thinks about it, what good had the electric ever done her? Only Kratos, and he was gone.
Magic isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
“What a pretty name,” she says, meaning it. It’s unusual, but of course, so are many of the names in Beqanna. But it have a lovely sound, though Rhy will be sticking to Sana. That one she won’t butcher. “Guess I should cut to the chase,” she says, smiling though with a slight bit of laugher in her voice. “I’m from the Amazons, the all female kingdom in Beqanna. Though there are a few males, but they can’t hold rank or anything.”
She pauses, realizing this might all sound like gibberish. The mare probably isn’t from around here. “If you’d like a home, we’d be happy to have you. You don’t have to stay, if you decide it’s not for you. I can answer questions or tell you more about it, but I’ve always thought you have to see the Jungle before it snags your heart. But it has a way of doing that. Between the Jungle and the Sisterhood, there’s a lot to love.”
rhy
the electric lioness of riagan and rayelle
