Author's Note: I apologize for my lack of activity. My Life is a bit of tumultuous thing. & Writing steadily hasn't been that easy. Some of you who follow me will be wondering, & nagging later, I'm sure, why I haven't updated my Avatar & LoK stories first. Well, honestly, I've just had some major writing block for both. I'm working through it though, the best I can. But, as I know that FanFiction hates these, I'll keep this short. I have recently fell in love with a Telltale Game Series. It's the Game of Thrones series. & these following Chapters will all be one-shots of various degrees. I hope you enjoy.
- Jex / EGM
The night wore on, the air broken by the sound of music & lively conversation. Eventually, many of the dancers tired, & as they went to sit down, the two seasons jumped in.
& they began to dance.
At first, it was much like the fairytales, dancing the dance of winter greeting spring & spring graciously accepting her host's offerings & compliments. But then something seemed to change, & many of the partygoers stepped closer to watch, they felt a thrall of magic snap around them, forcing them to watch as the two - Winter and Spring - began to dance faster, until their movements were like a blur of Yin & Yang, Red & Blue, melding faster & faster-.
Spring's arm floated like wings, her body twisting in just the right way; she could not put a foot wrong. Winter moved with unexpected grace. a trail of ice left in his wake. Warmth & Cold; both creating a light that burned upon the dance floor. They danced in an intertwining figure eight. The significance to mean the mark of infinity, The Cycle that never Ends-. Unspoken words floated between them.
I see you.
You see me.
Her eyes lifted to look within his. & his eyes seemed to thaw, the icy tunnels that she had so come to love becoming warmer. Enchanting. The Copper & Blue shapes of Winter & Spring glided around like two birds slowly circling each other as they came to a final close, the musicals notes dying down like embers in what had been a burning bonfire, Spring's hair floating behind her like a pale tail.
& as everything came to a close, a chorus of musical laughter lifted from them.
It was time to thaw.