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The sun on my face is gentle in its warmth, and the smell of rain lingers in the air. Siya calls me from inside; mornfeast is ready, and it smells wonderful. She lays the last tray down with a flourish, grinning at me to make sure I noticed.

“Thank you, dear.” I kiss her forehead before sitting down. “I promise I’ll finish early enough to help you one day.”

“Darling, you know I love doing this for you. And I couldn’t get up before dawn if you put the sunscreecher on my head at sunrise.” The visual nearly makes me cackle, but with her food already in my mouth, I manage to keep it to a snort. “You make sure all the animals are happy and the crops are growing. I'll make sure you don’t starve doing it.”

“I can cook, you know.”

“Mhm. I think the Ponthians would disagree.”

“That was one time! I didn’t know sunfruit would do that in the cold!”

She just smiles and glances at the sweetbread I’ve eaten a quarter of. “I should take some of this now, it’s going fast.”

“Siya…”

“Ecarra?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“...I have faced the armies of every kingdom in this land and only you can ever win against me.” I love you too, dear.

“Are you going to the market today?”

“Yeah, is there anything you need?”

“Besides you? Not really.”

“You can’t just say that.” Oh?

I stand in the doorway and brush her hair behind her ear, my hand resting on her face. “Why not? It’s true.”

The indignant face she makes can’t override the pink tinge to her skin. “We’ve been married for centuries and this still happens.” It’s quiet enough that she might have been thinking out loud.

“I love you too, moonwing. Now go, I’ll clean up here.” I kiss her cheek before I let her pass and hear her mutter something as she leaves. Gods above and below, let us never be less in love than we are now.

Most of them are gone, you know.

The voice in my head is familiar, if unexpected.

It’s been a while. You sound…

Weak. I know. You are my last tether to this world.

You don’t contact me often. What’s wrong?

I would not ask anything more of you if it were not important.

I know.

I will not sully your memory of this place. Speak to me in the sunfruit field when you are ready.

Well… that can’t be anything good. I was a bit quicker than usual putting away the dishes and wrapping up the leftovers. My spine prickled as I walked to the field, where the blossoms glowed red in the sunlight as they drank in light magic. Adilet was the reason I was here, alive, instead of dead in a gutter puddle 3000 years ago. I had served him faithfully for many centuries, enough for a mutual respect to grow between us. I could see the wispy shape of his form now, catching the light like a cluster of glowflies at sunset. He seemed to be drawing from the sunfruit to maintain a corporeal presence; with the state of his power, I couldn’t blame him. He turned to face me as I kneeled, shoes sinking into the soft soil.

“Rise, Ecarra, Warrior of the Seven Kingdoms.”

“My lord. For what purpose am I called?”

His expression, even in this shifting form, was grim. “What do you know of the time before the gods?”

“...Before?”

His hand reached toward me. “There is something you must see.”

I placed my palm in his and darkness swallowed us.

“Before humans, before the gods, there was the Era of Dragons.”

#it speaks #my writing #original fiction #thunderfall #< project title #pls ask me things im trying to build back the motivation to continue this now that college classes have started again #i really like the plan i have for this! but uh. words.

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