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yellowfingcr · 3 years

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"You had a dream about me?"

you... I've seen you / not accepting!

“More than once, my friend!”

“But- in this specific one- you were a knight. Or something like that, I believe; you were wrapped in steel plates, each segment tested by time and trial but polished to a mirror sheen, and I knew that this was something, in this dream context, normal for witches of the pyromantic kind. I’m going to assume the armor was enchanted to resist fire or something like that, but I won’t search for sensible in a dream.”

“So you explain to me that you’re hunting for a demon, and not only that: you ask me if you’ve seen it pass by, the way one asks how a detested neighbor is doing, the same faux nonchalance. I tell you no. I’m fairly sure I have not, in fact, seen any demon, to which you insist that there is one, and if there is no one around here but me- then the conclusion is only one, is it?”

“And you know, the logic of it was so irrefutable in my dream that I struggled to come up with a way to say, without doubt, that I wasn’t a demon and that I wasn’t the demon you were hunting down specifically. How do you offer tamper-proof evidence that you are not someone else? The obvious choice is to offer details that only you can know. I scrambled in that direction. I am your friend Heysel!, I began, you know me? I’m not a demon? and you retorted instantly I am unconvinced, and unsheathed your sword- it was a remarkably beautiful sword, I must add- and I was there saying WAIT, wait, wait, Quela, my friend, my witch… knight… pyromancer friend, see, here’s something only I can know: when we studied together pyromancy, during the first lessons, my flame glued itself like an apple fearful of gravity to my hand, stalwartly refusing to leave my palm like it a flame should. It took some attempts more to succeed. See? Would your demon know that?”

“To which you answered, that’s exactly what a demon would say, and then I abruptly woke up. Thankfully. I very much did not want to be slain by dream you, the way I’d rather not be slain by the real you.”

“Speaking of which, I promise I’m not a demon. Please believe me.”

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pokegeek151 · 3 years

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Word-of-the-day writing challenge - 3/20/21

equinox. noun. either of the two times each year (as about march 21 and September 23) when the sun crosses the equator and day and night are approximately equal length.

“You’ve been acting weird all day,” Chayo said. “What’s going on with you?”

For once, Heysel didn’t snap back with something snarky. “Not sure. Might be the weather,” he said.

“It should be getting warmer soon,” Kaitz said. “Today’s the first day of spring.”

Heysel groaned in frustration and dropped his head into his hands. “That would do it,” he said through his fingers.

“What’s wrong with spring?” Chayo asked, a bit defensive.

Heysel sighed and leaned back, staring at the crisp blue sky. It was a clear day, but somehow that made the view almost disappointing. This was as blue as the sky could get, here. “It’s not spring that’s the issue; it’s the equinox. Winter and summer are opposites, but spring and autumn aren’t. They’re mirrors. So sometimes, autumn things can get through during spring, especially on the equinox.”

Kaitz was hanging on his every word. “What kind of things?” they asked, fascinated.

“Fey,” he said simply.

“I didn’t know autumn fey could cross planes during spring,” Nith said, for once surprised by something Heysel said. Chayo and Kaitz had sort of assumed that Heysel had told her everything about himself before they’d met. “Does that mean she--”

“Maybe,” Heysel interrupted. “She could probably cross whenever she wants, honestly. But it makes it easier for...weaker creatures to get through when they normally wouldn’t bother. Sprites and pixies, mostly. Certain dryads.” He shrugged. “Most sentient creatures don’t care enough, and most beasts aren’t locked to the seasons because they aren’t part of the courts. It’s not a major risk, but it isn’t exactly fun for me, though.”

“Why not?” Kaitz pressed. They knew Heysel had experience with the fey, but he was usually reticent to talk about it.

Heysel was quiet for a moment, still staring up at the sky. “I was stuck in the Feywild for a while,” he said. “In the Autumn Court. Being in the city isn’t bad, even in autumn, but camping out like this, surrounded by nature...it all hits a little close to home sometimes.” His voice grew quiet. “Days like this, especially on the equinox, it’s like I can almost feel her watching me.”

Nith’s hands twitched. “She doesn’t know where you are,” she said.

“So we think,” Heysel muttered.

Chayo punched her palm. “We can take out a few pixies,” she declared. “If any fairies start bothering you, we have your back.”

Kaitz nodded in agreement, their eyes full of earnestness and determination.

Heysel smiled under his mask. “I’ll be honest,” he said, “I’d love to see you punch an archfey in the face.”

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