all things are possible,
even the worst of things
Sometimes, it is hard to believe that this is his life now. That she had come to him when he had needed her so badly and given to him everything he didn’t know he was missing. She mended all the missing pieces in his heart until he could forget, even if just for a little bit, that anything bad had ever happened. As he stands there, watching her trembling form, his heart hurts inside his chest. But it is not a bad hurt this time. No, it aches with so much happiness he isn’t certain how he is able to contain it.
He steps closer, almost hesitantly, as a slow smile stretches over his lips. His brown eyes cannot seem to settle, flipping constantly between her and the two perfect forms at her feet. Closer, and he can make out the details. A black boy with wings and a little roan girl, each with white markings scattered across their skin, so much like their mother.
”Ilka.”
He breathes her name, so much inexpressible emotion infused into those two simple syllables. He presses closer, his muzzle brushing her damp flesh in an embrace equally filled with warmth and relief. He stares in near astonishment at the two tiny creatures, a sudden burst of happiness filling his chest as he lowers his dark muzzle. He imitates her touch, brushing gentle caresses across wispy manes and knobby shoulders.
”They’re so… perfect.”
He echoes her words unwittingly, even as their names sink into him, branding themselves permanently onto heart. Hearfire. Illum. Whatever else may come, he knew that they would always be there, claiming a piece of his often too generous heart for themselves.
His smile stretches wide as Illum opens his eyes, large and green and so completely guileless. And then Heartfire’s eyes open, bright and impossibly blue, and for a moment, he sees himself. How he must look to her, a towering giant with a silly grin upon his lips. And then it’s gone, and he thinks he must have imagined it.
Lifting his head, he finds Ilka’s gaze, unable to quell the joy as it spills from him and curves his lips. He says the only other thing he can think of in that moment.
”Ilka, I’m a dad.”
shahrizai
hestoni x scorch
This makes me so happy, even if I am ridiculously slow <3