burning in the dark for a long time; krigare

[Spear + Spark]

Her eyes track the flight of a gull that landed nearby then took off, circled the air above their heads and squawked in disappointment before flying off. Spark expected no less, it was a scavenger and could scavenge nothing from them or their bones (bones that stayed in their skins and kept them upright). It left her eyes looking out towards the horizon and for a moment, there was hope there but it turned grim and dark and disappeared altogether as if it had never been.

“Why not?” she asks him, giving him a curious look before the sea compelled her eyes to turn back to it. There was something mesmerizing in the rise and fall of the waves, or perhaps the sheer anathema she felt towards it for water douses fire and they are not friends of one another. True, the sea felt good as it licked at her hooves but at the same time, she backed up enough to stand firm in the sand as if it anchored her that much closer to the internal fire in the earth, by which some shred of was shared in her. She found it hard to believe he had few friends growing up; her childhood with Spear had been peppered with friendships, a couple of which had lasted long into their adult years.

He talks of the sea as if it is a friend, or a lover.

She realizes that must be how she talks of the volcano sometimes, like a friend or a lover. More like a lover, all warm and inviting, and even hot with passion at times… like Giver had never been, just warm and loving but never had he covered her like he did that one that makes the corner of her lip lift up in a sneer that is as gone as quick as it had come. She felt the fire crowd her flesh and pushed it back. Not yet, she thinks, not yet.

“I suppose you are right… when you say it like that, it does make the volcano seem mysterious.” She smiles at him, but is a bit surprised by his own question. Spark ought to have expected it at some point in the conversation, since she was the one happily asking him question after question. Fair was fair, after all. But did she like the sea? She couldn’t be sure, she didn’t spend half as time as her twin brother did just staring at it but it seemed like he had other reasons to like the sea more and more these days than she did.

“I don’t know…. I like to look at it, but I have this unflagging sense that it is dangerous to me. Probably because of the fact I can turn into a horse of fire. They’re natural enemies, you know.” Of course he knows! He is smart enough to recognize that water and fire are foes not friends, but she still felt like she needed to stress the importance of it. It made her move a little closer to him, glance up to his green green eyes then back towards the sea as if it had all the answers she was looking for, and then some.

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