[♡] ooh, let's talk about chemistry

Tiberii · 3/13/2026, 2:44 PM

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The past few days blurred together, memories and bodies melding and meshing with the force of crashing stars. They had made up for their lost time, resting together after the storm and re-igniting a wildfire that had been nothing but a simmer in their absence from one another. But they were the gasoline to each other's flames, setting one another ablaze just as they had every other time before.

Shiloh was back. And as the world crashed down around them and the lands of Mythris sighed and strained ... Tiberii smiled. Her words fell from lips less rigid, her glances from eyes less sharp. It was as if the timer on her violence had been reset (at least for now).

That morning, they'd left the meadows, heading North with the intention to reunite with Dawnbreak. She had been missing for a couple of days, which was not so unusual with her recent mental state, but today she was eager to get home. Side-by-side, they moved through the frost-bitten lands, the sun fully masked behind a veil of unnaturally dark clouds. But she would press her shoulder into Shiloh's as she walked, finding her own source of warmth even as the rays of the sun seemed to fade away.

But as they moved northward, something would distract her.

A smell, so unusual. It was ... sickeningly sweet. And the permeation of the floral notes seemed to tint the air with a similarly floral hue. The bull would slow her gait, steadying as her gaze drifted toward the river's edge, which seemed to be the source of the unusual atmosphere. The inside of her nostrils tingled, eyes dilating ever-so-slightly as the pull of the radiant pink flame called to her. Do ya see that? Do you feel that? Her voice would fall from her lips, inquisition finding Shiloh despite her eyes remaining unmoved from the dancing pink in the distance.

Distantly, she recalled Euphemia's strange behavior at the meeting.

And Tiberii wondered. She wondered, all while inadvertently drifting off their trail and closer to the hypnotic movements of the tantalizing flame. Warmth danced in the pit of her chest as she finally turned her gaze toward Shiloh.

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