Mika Ghostraven (Mikazuki Nerido)
Fires of Grief
Picture by Linn Darkwatch
Directs herself to go within, to travel. The journey feeling somewhat familiar, even after all these years. Drawing closer to that energy of creation. Directing her will there. But as she nears that center Linn instructed her to find, the tunnel to it becomes filled with memories...Inferna, and her disappearance, the death of Airan and the snuffing out of his dragon blessing upon her as she felt his death, the loss of her adopted family, and tears leak past her closed eyelids, as her hand grips his. An ache of grief hits her. "It burns;" she gasps. "It hurts...oh...god!
The floodgates she had boarded up begin to break open...and the burning continues. She struggles to reach for her shields, to lock down emotion, but she feels like she is plummeting now into a furnace, the door to her old fire magic opening wide and exploding out, having been locked down tight for the last 6 years, roaring painfully through her. She pulls her awareness back only long enough to yank her hands from Linn as a flash fire hits the grass...more than she'd ever been capable of, and only the result of being caged and fueled by grief and anger for so long. She snaps out of her trance with a wail of horror.
Fires of Grief
Picture by Linn Darkwatch
Directs herself to go within, to travel. The journey feeling somewhat familiar, even after all these years. Drawing closer to that energy of creation. Directing her will there. But as she nears that center Linn instructed her to find, the tunnel to it becomes filled with memories...Inferna, and her disappearance, the death of Airan and the snuffing out of his dragon blessing upon her as she felt his death, the loss of her adopted family, and tears leak past her closed eyelids, as her hand grips his. An ache of grief hits her. "It burns;" she gasps. "It hurts...oh...god!
The floodgates she had boarded up begin to break open...and the burning continues. She struggles to reach for her shields, to lock down emotion, but she feels like she is plummeting now into a furnace, the door to her old fire magic opening wide and exploding out, having been locked down tight for the last 6 years, roaring painfully through her. She pulls her awareness back only long enough to yank her hands from Linn as a flash fire hits the grass...more than she'd ever been capable of, and only the result of being caged and fueled by grief and anger for so long. She snaps out of her trance with a wail of horror.