little shadow's bed and breakfast
06-14-2019, 08:04 PM
"Oxide... Ox, Oxenfree..." She giggled, nuzzling into his face. They were breathing the same air. Eris wondered if they were feeling the same feelings. As high as she was, this seemed like obvious logic. "Olly olly oxenfree," she muttered, grooming his cheeks tenderly. He tasted like the remains of his breakfast and a spicy undertone of the herbs she'd fed him. "What are you feeling?" she asked, opening her eyes wide. This close, Eris couldn't make out a single thing. It was just one plane of existence, and that plane was Eris-and-Oxide. She blinked. Unless someone else told her, she would never know that they had the same color eyes. "I'm feeling very Tor-blessed - she is this ... she's a goddess, and she protects me," The she-wolf mumbled, snuffling gently in his ear. She wanted to absorb every particle of his being. "But I also feel like I ate about one hundred fireflies, and they are blinking in time, and they are saying your name." At the end of last summer, she had been fascinated by fireflies. For the rest of her life, their brilliance would be confined to her memories. "What's your favorite thing you've ever seen?" Eris asked, realizing somberly that she would miss fireflies more than she'd ever thought she could. "Speech." Ademic
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