Desire looked up at me with her soulful brown eyes. The
flames reflected into them, dancing in the soft mahogany rimmed by gold, and
the fire crackled ever so slightly so as to make them sparkle. They seemed so
simple, and yet so complex at the same time, innocent with the trusting nature
that seemed to radiate from them, and so deep as if they held a secret no one
else could understand. I could sit here for hours, simply lost in her eyes.
Such beautiful eyes.
“Vuuuuulpix,” she crooned softly. I stroked her long, silky
red fur, caressing her warm body in mine. We were one, she and I, in a way that
I could never explain. I held her gently in my arms, and her heart beat as
mine. Our heart.
My eyes flicked over to the fire, with its last dying embers
glowing brilliantly against the night sky. It was a starry night, with a light
mist hanging faintly over our makeshift campground and mixing in with the
swirling gray smoke. The mist glided over, encircling us, and is if the night
itself were giving us a hug. The black sky showed no signs of lightening, and
it was reassuring to know that. I had always felt a strange connection to the
night, as if it could last forever if I let it. And not for the first time, I
wished it did.
Desire padded softly over to the dying fire and puffed out a
small flame, which instantly relit the charred wood, and the fire roared in its
pleasure of growing stronger. I stared into it solemnly, watching as it grew
higher and higher, almost seeming to touch the dark treetops so high above me.
The black trunks flickered gently with the firelight, illuminating them for a
second before they receded back to the shadows once again. I simply lied on my
back beside the fire, gazing into the starry sky absentmindedly. The darkness
seemed to flow into me, through me, telling me that everything was okay. The
rest of the world had long since fallen asleep, and everything seemed to be at
peace here, as if nothing bad had ever happened or ever would. Deep thoughts
wound their way through my mind, tossing a memory at me and then pulling it
away.
Except for one. The memory of when I had first met Desire.
When I had first learned who I was. It seemed so long ago…I focused my mind on
this one thought, and the rest of the world seemed to shatter into pieces.