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02-08-2017, 10:41 PM
Tandavi I'll light a fire in your new shoes.
She dreads this. It is miles outside her comfort zone, so far removed from her daily activities as to be wholly unrecognizable to the copper child. At the periphery of the gathering she flutters and frets, an ember caught in a turbulent breeze, unable or unwilling to commit herself to staying, entrapped by commitment that prevents her from leaving. The fox who rests on her rump denies it, but it is he who is responsible for their presence here tonight- his melancholy, his malaise, is what rouses the girl from her usual isolation and draws her here, into this imbroglio of a night. You can't blame me for this, he protests, but the Fire Dancer can feel his pleasure, and that alone lends her the courage to seek the side of her wayward date. Reichenbach. She sees him at the edge of the lake, a striking creature of auburn and black. He is tall, and assured; he oozes confidence where she reeks of anxiety; he is a dark Adonis, she a candle in the wind. What is she to do, in the face of such a stranger? Say hello, her brother suggests wryly. The girl nearly laughs. Garbed in flowers and wreathed in flame, the From his perch on her gold-dusted back, her brother stifles an exasperated laugh. Great introduction, the kitsune teases, rising up on his haunches to get a good look at their assigned date. |
@Reichenbach
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