I carried my own ashes to the mountains
The focus, for now, could be on fire and earth, and not the breadth of apprehension continuing to weigh down his shoulders. He watched as Kiada’s flames engulfed bits of leaf litter and needles, extended far more than he’d seen before. “Gotten better,” his brow arched and he smirked, intending to goad and incite while still complimenting and encouraging.
Again, he raised the earth from the ground, but with more intention behind it. Now that he understood she’d gained in her aspects, he could up the ante a little. She’d always enjoyed a challenge. From the depths of the snow, he snagged at sticks and soil, faster, swifter, and launching them towards her once again – striving to see if she could catch and pulverize the ones aimed for her features.
Again, he raised the earth from the ground, but with more intention behind it. Now that he understood she’d gained in her aspects, he could up the ante a little. She’d always enjoyed a challenge. From the depths of the snow, he snagged at sticks and soil, faster, swifter, and launching them towards her once again – striving to see if she could catch and pulverize the ones aimed for her features.
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