Fairy Dust

The presence of the white streaked man was quick to appear at her side. Their voices were solemn in this hallowed place as their bodies began to intertwine in the shining moonlight. The corners of her lips remained upturned as he admitted to never having danced before. She couldn’t say the phrase surprised her. ”Then, I will.” Her voice was delicate on the wind, and she pressed back against his touch. ”Follow my lead, and don’t step on my paws.” She managed a wink of her amethyst gaze.

He seemed to catch on quickly, and soon he led her into conversation about their time apart. She grinned, showing her pearly teeth. ”I’m free, because of you. I couldn’t complain about anything.” She whirled away from him for a moment, feeling the crescendo of the forest. Echevira returned to him with a twirl. ”You’ve found me again, what else could matter right now?” She knew that he had greatness within his blood, and simply dancing the night away could not keep him complacent for long. She enjoyed their closeness though, and the intimacy of the moment.

She pushed her shoulder against his as the two of them reunited, and slowly circled under the moon. The brightness of the stars, and the fireflies all around them lit up her eyes as she gazed into his. She felt her heartbeat increase, and her breath growing short though it was not because of their dance.