Character(s): Left ambiguous for a reason, it is up to you to find your own interpretation. You can guess the pair I was particularly writing about if you'd like, but I'd figure it would be funner to let others decide for themselves. Tell me who you see this or message me to find out who I see this as as if you'd like.
The magic flickers softly around me. Hot and orange, fading in and out...visible in one bright pulse of angry light and then disappearing into the background the next moment. Dying embers. Broken anger. Soft little flecks that burn my skin like pricks of the familiar needle.
My eyes catch my captor across from me. The source behind the swirling spots of magic. The manipulator of this pain. His eyes are intense as they hold my gaze, unblinking. But I see nothing in them. Nothing I recognize any longer. The familiar is dead and cruelty reigns.
His magic burns me. Wave after wave of hot magic, he sends it through my body. Pain but yet I shudder at the intimacy. My vision slowly fades...his eyes, the embers, they are all that I see...and he is all that I feel.
And those eyes, his gaze burns. What hurts more, the physical pain or the pain that is in my heart? My body curls into itself, a helpless position of defense... but my hands lie over my heart in a gesture of protection. All desperate. I am loosing this battle. I have lost this battle. He sees right into my soul, into my darkest secrets. The magic penetrates. I cannot hide from the past, from those secrets. From him.
An understanding...I know what hurts more now and it consumes me. The pain of betrayal drags me further into the awaiting darkness, much faster than the physical burn.
There was comfort once in those cruel eyes. We loved each other once.
That is my darkest secret. Another dying ember.