Dare I continue to delve into the minds of these wondrous beings? Well, I will, though I may mess up entirely...
Remember, I don't own these ladies, gentlemen, and monsters, none of all, but don't truly care to try changing that as I would be mowed down in the crowd.
~~Shiva~~
In hindsight, I should not have accepted the boy so readily. He truly is a match for me, and in fact, were he one of my kind, I would have a relationship with him like Bahamut and Pandemonium, only without his bluster, and her stinging barbs...
~~--~~
Shiva sat in the tiny, too warm cave, hiding in the icy stalagmites and stalactites that had so long ago been formed by dripping water. A chill wind blew through the cave, causing Shiva to squirm restlessly. It was winter in the mortal's definition of time, but it had only just reached bearable for Shiva. She hated the warmer months, loathing them to the point that she drove her fiery friend, Ifrit, mad. He could only just tolerate the colder months, and so they spent little time together. In fact, he'd recently had to retreat back to his cavern near the colony the mortals called 'Balamb Garden.'
A young mind shivered at the mouth of her cave, and Shiva was entranced. This tiny mortal child, seemingly unaware of the danger the monsters wandering the plains posed, had wandered into her cave, daring the cold, daring her wrath, to seek shelter. Most acts of daring such as this would be greeted with an icy blast that would freeze them, accounting for the almost countless eerily accurate ice sculptures adorning her caverns path. But, for some reason she couldn't pin down, Shiva allowed the tiny, flickering life fire to near her. She even allowed him as close as to see the others who had previously attempted to reach her.
The boy stopped, looking up at the terrified faces of older men and women who'd taken shelter in the cave. Not knowing what lie in store for him, he wandered deeper, trying, perhaps, to find someplace just a little warmer, but only finding a single, huge column in the far back wall of the cave. Embedded within it, like the humans who acted as warning signals, was a blue-skinned woman.
The child blinked suddenly, meeting her eyes. Shiva was surprised; for few could even bear the cold of the cavern this far back, much less meet her eyes. Of all the humans that had ever attached themselves to her, none could meet her fathomless blue depths and stay sane. Yet, this child not only met her eyes, but also stared her down, causing her to look away. She slipped through the ice, and crouched before the boy.
~~Shiva~~
I had never met anyone like him. Never had anyone ever dared to force me to look away from them after meeting my eyes. Nor had anyone who dared call upon my power ever attempted to make it truly worth my while. Yet this boy, unknowing of his actions, called me into his mind, and I went, gladly. For he had not only met my eyes, and forced me to look away. Not only did he, even unconsciously, offer me recompense for my troubles to aid him. He also gave me comfort. The mind of this child was icy enough to please even me. His mind, in fact, had chilled to the point that I, the Ice Queen, was shivering.
~~--~~
The nine-year-old blinked as he stared at the blue-skinned woman before him. Her deep blue eyes sat, unblinking, before him, and he just lost himself in them. Never before had he felt so at ease, so at home. The icy room was just to the point between cold and unbearably so, and he was happy for the nipping, biting feeling it caused. The woman's eyes blinked, and then shifted. A quiet liquid feeling slid into the boy's mind. It calmly asked permission to rest there. The boy asked a question, and was answered with all the details he would ever need. At the same time, though neither knew, the boy's memories of friends in the orphanage he currently called home just faded away, replaced by the new knowledge.
The liquid mind slid into his, and the two meshed almost immediately. The other mind seemed overjoyed to be where it was. The boy smiled slightly, expressing his own happiness at the touch of the other's mind. The woman had disappeared, he noted, but he didn't miss her. He knew who she was now, now that she was in his mind, sharing. She led him out of the cavern, to his orphanage home.
The cavern, left untended, melted slowly, thawing the people who'd been frozen, some for hundreds of years...
Remember, I don't own these ladies, gentlemen, and monsters, none of all, but don't truly care to try changing that as I would be mowed down in the crowd.
~~Shiva~~
In hindsight, I should not have accepted the boy so readily. He truly is a match for me, and in fact, were he one of my kind, I would have a relationship with him like Bahamut and Pandemonium, only without his bluster, and her stinging barbs...
~~--~~
Shiva sat in the tiny, too warm cave, hiding in the icy stalagmites and stalactites that had so long ago been formed by dripping water. A chill wind blew through the cave, causing Shiva to squirm restlessly. It was winter in the mortal's definition of time, but it had only just reached bearable for Shiva. She hated the warmer months, loathing them to the point that she drove her fiery friend, Ifrit, mad. He could only just tolerate the colder months, and so they spent little time together. In fact, he'd recently had to retreat back to his cavern near the colony the mortals called 'Balamb Garden.'
A young mind shivered at the mouth of her cave, and Shiva was entranced. This tiny mortal child, seemingly unaware of the danger the monsters wandering the plains posed, had wandered into her cave, daring the cold, daring her wrath, to seek shelter. Most acts of daring such as this would be greeted with an icy blast that would freeze them, accounting for the almost countless eerily accurate ice sculptures adorning her caverns path. But, for some reason she couldn't pin down, Shiva allowed the tiny, flickering life fire to near her. She even allowed him as close as to see the others who had previously attempted to reach her.
The boy stopped, looking up at the terrified faces of older men and women who'd taken shelter in the cave. Not knowing what lie in store for him, he wandered deeper, trying, perhaps, to find someplace just a little warmer, but only finding a single, huge column in the far back wall of the cave. Embedded within it, like the humans who acted as warning signals, was a blue-skinned woman.
The child blinked suddenly, meeting her eyes. Shiva was surprised; for few could even bear the cold of the cavern this far back, much less meet her eyes. Of all the humans that had ever attached themselves to her, none could meet her fathomless blue depths and stay sane. Yet, this child not only met her eyes, but also stared her down, causing her to look away. She slipped through the ice, and crouched before the boy.
~~Shiva~~
I had never met anyone like him. Never had anyone ever dared to force me to look away from them after meeting my eyes. Nor had anyone who dared call upon my power ever attempted to make it truly worth my while. Yet this boy, unknowing of his actions, called me into his mind, and I went, gladly. For he had not only met my eyes, and forced me to look away. Not only did he, even unconsciously, offer me recompense for my troubles to aid him. He also gave me comfort. The mind of this child was icy enough to please even me. His mind, in fact, had chilled to the point that I, the Ice Queen, was shivering.
~~--~~
The nine-year-old blinked as he stared at the blue-skinned woman before him. Her deep blue eyes sat, unblinking, before him, and he just lost himself in them. Never before had he felt so at ease, so at home. The icy room was just to the point between cold and unbearably so, and he was happy for the nipping, biting feeling it caused. The woman's eyes blinked, and then shifted. A quiet liquid feeling slid into the boy's mind. It calmly asked permission to rest there. The boy asked a question, and was answered with all the details he would ever need. At the same time, though neither knew, the boy's memories of friends in the orphanage he currently called home just faded away, replaced by the new knowledge.
The liquid mind slid into his, and the two meshed almost immediately. The other mind seemed overjoyed to be where it was. The boy smiled slightly, expressing his own happiness at the touch of the other's mind. The woman had disappeared, he noted, but he didn't miss her. He knew who she was now, now that she was in his mind, sharing. She led him out of the cavern, to his orphanage home.
The cavern, left untended, melted slowly, thawing the people who'd been frozen, some for hundreds of years...