HOTARU
you are such a soft and messy thing
nobody knows how to take care of you
nobody knows how to take care of you
Dusk is already crawling like greedy fingers of mauve and saffron across the high peaks of the House of Midnight’s exterior when the first plume of smoke taints the cloudless sky. There is no fear of fire when the Flood lives here, no need to rely on rain as they coax embers into flames with flagrant disregard for brittle grass and empty skies.
There aren’t many around the skeletal base of the bonfire yet - the Valkyrie and a few eager workers - but when the size of the inferno has met her requirements, the doors will open and it will become a proper party.
Her old magic may be gone and useless in this endeavor, but Hotaru’s hands are stronger than those in company, and she gladly transports large bundles of wood and debris to throw onto the sturdy triangular base. One log cracks in half as it falls, sending sparks into the air alongside the sound of her delighted laugh, the modest flames within hungrily consuming the new offering.
The light casts eerily on the gossamer slip of a thing she wears, gauzy and delightfully transparent, because there’s nothing but bare golden skin underneath. “More wood! Quickly now, I want it twice our height!” How else will they impress their lovely guests waiting inside?
There aren’t many around the skeletal base of the bonfire yet - the Valkyrie and a few eager workers - but when the size of the inferno has met her requirements, the doors will open and it will become a proper party.
Her old magic may be gone and useless in this endeavor, but Hotaru’s hands are stronger than those in company, and she gladly transports large bundles of wood and debris to throw onto the sturdy triangular base. One log cracks in half as it falls, sending sparks into the air alongside the sound of her delighted laugh, the modest flames within hungrily consuming the new offering.
The light casts eerily on the gossamer slip of a thing she wears, gauzy and delightfully transparent, because there’s nothing but bare golden skin underneath. “More wood! Quickly now, I want it twice our height!” How else will they impress their lovely guests waiting inside?
