5/7/2024, 2:39 PM
skill: seer
Because I just do.There was no rhyme or reason to it. Just like there was no rhyme or reason to Amaya's bone readings. It was a feeling — a feeling that ebbed deep within her and that she trusted. A part of her that flowed in tandem with Amaris. Only with Amaris...
She could feel the nervousness within her twin, as he nestled deeper in between her shoulder blades. Amaris' emotions started to mess with her own, she could feel the tendrils of his shadow creeping up and over her. But she would not let them conquer her like they had Amaris — and she would not let him drown either.
Amaris...Her voice would beckon him, a whisper in the dark, reminiscent of their childhood nights spent coiled together,
it's alright.. don't be afraid...The Daystar's head would lift like a lantern in the night, brushing her cheek against her twin's own.
Aelia felt her twin's energy finally shift, just enough to allow him the strength — the courage to lift himself off of her and stand on his own. She took a breath, able to breathe deeply again, which she would need for the foreboding choice.
Seems so...
The three paths lay in front of them, a trident's choice. Amaris' question would linger in the air as Aelia thought. The Daystar closed her eyes, deeply inhaling the musty air of the cave, feeling the cold mist of the water behind her, making her shiver without Amaris' fur pressed against her own. And alone, she can feel a pull to the left. The side she is on. It is soft at first, but the longer her eyes stay closed, the more frantic she can feel the pull. It was dizzying as she opened her eyes, wobbling on her paws for a second until she leaned into Amaris for support.
I...She tried to think straight, the feeling of his silver fur against her gold, centering her. Now she can feel her mind pull her forward, to the middle path. This confused her.
I...She tries again, blinking as she looked to the far right path,
Does... that one call to you like... the other... does to me?She whispered, feeling a throb of panic in her chest now when she thought of venturing to the far left on her own. What felt sure, is now a dice toss into the air of chances, when the middle path started to feel like home.
Amaris
