Fairy Dust

Vira could feel it in his stiff movements and the way he spoke that Gaios was weighted down by the world. She did her best to relieve such a burden, to have him focus on her and the beauty of the night. His ghosts always seemed to follow him. ”I’ll always find you.” Her teeth glinted in the moonlight as she flashed him a smile at the words. She’d take him at his promise, but she had little intention of letting him lose her again.

She continued to dance to the beat of the forest, coercing his movements to the tune of her own song. She didn’t want to think of what was or what was to be, she wanted his whole attention here and now. He wasn’t about to relax though, not that she could blame him. Echevira found herself looking over her shoulder too many times since she’d escaped her captors. Relaxing was night impossible now that she knew first hand what slavery was.

”Of course I’ll come with you. Nothing holds me here, I’d prefer to be in your presence than wander these strange lands on my own.” She had to admit as she performed another whirling twirl away from him. She stopped, her breath coming in gasps from the effort now. She loved that he valued her making her own choices, but she really didn’t wish him to leave her again.