I'll leave my love hidden in the sun
Seren squeezed Hotaru’s hand with all the reassurance she could muster. The cold fingers only made the transgression against this woman seem larger in her mind, and though she smiled it was a touch grim, shadows of disappointment dimming the usual brightness.
“Don’t worry about that. How did you get out?”
Smiling up at her dragon as Umbra let out a trill in greeting, Seren reached up and brushed her fingers against his underbelly when he dipped lower. “We’ll be back in a bit, tiny. Go hunt something for yourself to eat, yeah?”
When the cold brightness of Halo faded, and Seren pulled Hotaru across the dimensional threshold, she immediately peeled off her coat and draped it over the shorter woman.
“Here, sit down and make yourself comfortable. Yes, it’s perfectly safe; I just haven’t figured out the sensation yet. Mother taught me how to open the way from here onto a different place from where I started, and this is only the second time I’ve tried it. At least we ended up in Halo, and that is a success in itself, wouldn’t you say?”
Driftwood was plentiful along her midnight shores. Pretty pieces, large pieces, gnarled and salt-crusted logs that would crackle and pop in hues of bright yellow were stacked into a neat pile as Seren spoke, and when she had gathered a decent enough amount, she knelt with a tinderbox and began to work on lighting a fire.
“Don’t worry about that. How did you get out?”
Smiling up at her dragon as Umbra let out a trill in greeting, Seren reached up and brushed her fingers against his underbelly when he dipped lower. “We’ll be back in a bit, tiny. Go hunt something for yourself to eat, yeah?”
When the cold brightness of Halo faded, and Seren pulled Hotaru across the dimensional threshold, she immediately peeled off her coat and draped it over the shorter woman.
“Here, sit down and make yourself comfortable. Yes, it’s perfectly safe; I just haven’t figured out the sensation yet. Mother taught me how to open the way from here onto a different place from where I started, and this is only the second time I’ve tried it. At least we ended up in Halo, and that is a success in itself, wouldn’t you say?”
Driftwood was plentiful along her midnight shores. Pretty pieces, large pieces, gnarled and salt-crusted logs that would crackle and pop in hues of bright yellow were stacked into a neat pile as Seren spoke, and when she had gathered a decent enough amount, she knelt with a tinderbox and began to work on lighting a fire.
For when the darkness comes
SEREN
