"The flame," she murmurs. "The flame and the void, and..."
Slowly, she pulls one hand free of the red-green tangle, and holds it out flat, palm facing upward.
Light sparks, and a much deeper, more vibrant green thread spirals into existence as though a plant has sprouted in her hand. It branches, tendrils reaching out like vines between her fingers.
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Date: 2020-09-06 02:53 am (UTC)Slowly, she pulls one hand free of the red-green tangle, and holds it out flat, palm facing upward.
Light sparks, and a much deeper, more vibrant green thread spirals into existence as though a plant has sprouted in her hand. It branches, tendrils reaching out like vines between her fingers.