Chapter 10 Sister #2
Like I once did with the curses ruining Baldur’s heart from the Black Dragon, I feel my power roar through these curses of a different sort, eating them up as my compassionate bliss radiates all through my soul and back.
Laerke cries out as that wave of magic inundates her; her head is thrust back as her eyes fly open wide, light pouring from them as they’re lost to that blazing spring-green color, luminous.
As something unlocks inside Laerke, power like I’ve never known explodes all through me. It explodes through us both, as Laerke’s heartbreak heals to my all-compassionate love.
Locking home inside both our chests, I scream the most beautiful scream as Laerke’s massive Bone Magic rushes into mine, and mine rushes into hers.
We both cry out with the towering overtones and bass notes of our dragons, as a different sort of union forms between us—that of a sister, rather than a mate.
It’s not a Bloodbond like my drakes and I share, but the deep bond of family, as power cascades across my tongue and surges through me, auric fire bursting all through my body.
That fire is alive as it coils and dances with Laerke’s incredible opal-chartreuse energy, as I feel for the very first time how bright her real nature is.
Magnificent.
Laerke is a powerhouse of the ages, as my new familial bond to her locks home inside my chest, and inside hers, as well.
She is a drakaina of drakainas; I trumpet my glory to the skies to be a true sister with her now, as Laerke’s fresh scent of thyme and tarragon with a twist of lemon in some exotic bourbon-based cocktail bursts across my tongue.
I find my new sisterhood with Laerke, as I feel my previous sister-bond to Lithava become severed now. Although we were born as family, Lithava has never really been my sister.
But Laerke is ride-or-die for me, as I am for her; as this gargantuan familial understanding surges between us, a towering need to rejoice suddenly possesses us. As Strom hauls us all out a balcony door onto a wide flying-plaza on his tower, Laerke is the first to shift up.
Exploding into her bright spring-green and white drakaina, she roars to the skies as she takes wing, unable to contain the love radiating all through her.
I can’t either, rioting up into my own shift as I take wing; Mikkel, Strom, and the rest of my drakes are with us as we dive and roll now, high up in the midnight skies.
The stars shine bright above, as towering waves of auric fire burst from us in waves now, with Laerke’s power accompanying ours. She’s not a part of this Bloodbond, but she’s with us to the end, as family; it makes us all luminous now, as we dive and roll, celebrating on the winds.
Flying far out over the open ocean, we cavort upon the breeze. We coil and braid, we loop and wing down; we rush and barrel-roll, and carve intricate Blood Dragon knotwork as we celebrate this incredible new bond we’re all feeling.
Deep kinship floods me, as I feel like I’m inside my drakes and even Laerke’s bodies now, rolling and diving upon the breeze. As this powerful midnight takes us, we’re no longer separate anymore.
We become one mind, one heart, and one soul as we wing and dive, roil and coil upon the ocean winds. Lost in this massive oneness we’ve found, we create endless knotwork in the skies as we simply enjoy being with each other in the winds.
This is a bond of togetherness we’re feeling now, as a deep understanding, and compassionate love, rushes through us all. This new togetherness bursts all through me as I realize for the first time what it is to be a Dragon of Blood and Bone, celebrating with my kin.
I am catapulted far out now into the Void, as a new kind of Bloodwalking seizes me. A vision that needs no bloodshed or sex to power it, it is the product of this new elation, as I’m thrust right through the cosmos to a place I’ve never seen before in the Void.
As if the very stars themselves could make towering effigies in the cosmos, or standing stones, a place of wonder surrounds me now as I spontaneously Bloodwalk.
And I’m not alone there; all my drakes and even Laerke are here with me in the Void, as we stand in a vast ring within those standing stones.
I see all their dragons as we Bloodwalk together in the cosmos. I feel how they have all been catapulted up here with me; not just me alone here in the Void, or only Baldur with me, but each of my drakes and Laerke are Bloodwalking with me right now, thanks to the power of our newfound unity.
I feel now that I am no longer a Bloodwalker alone. All of my mates, and Laerke, have adopted my power in this moment, sharing it right through their blood, bones, and flesh, as they Bloodwalk for the very first time with me.
And we all enter the Void—together.
I feel Bjorn’s vast roar of wonder, Strom’s joyful laughter, and Mikkel’s beautiful shock, at what they’re seeing with me in the cosmos.
I feel Baldur’s bright elation that everyone is here, feeling what we’re feeling and seeing what we’re seeing, rather than just him and me trying to pass back through our bond’s shared memories what we’ve found.
Because my drakes and Laerke aren’t just sharing memories with me now; they’re sharing my actual power as they Bloodwalk in the stars with me. Laerke is the most beautiful of all as a deep peace fills her.
Staring into the ancient cosmos and finding the vast love there.
Rikyava…
Voices in the stars make me turn suddenly, because I know them. As I turn, I see two other dragons here with me, inside the ring of star-stones.
A towering bright crimson drake with tattoos of silver, my father is here with me now; tears sting my dragon-eyes as I see him for the very first time since his death.
And my mother is here as well. A fiery ruby and white drakaina with flecks of gold throughout her scales, my mother’s towering splendor puts even the stars to shame as she surges forward now, right to me.
Wrapping her cosmic soul-dragon all around me from the stars, my mother holds me. Twining our gargantuan cosmos-bodies into each other now, we breathe together, as a tremor of love and heartbreak wracks me in the stars.
As my father moves forward also, wrapping us both in his scales, a feeling of wholeness finds me. As we rest foreheads together and my mother nuzzles me, I feel her deep love, and her sadness.
That we had so little time together as family.
Rikyava. You must listen now. For we have something of great importance to relay to you, my mother tells me kindly but firmly, as she kisses my cheek and pulls back to stare deep into my eyes.
As my drakes and Laerke move closer around us, holding this powerful circle within the star-stones, I feel my family’s deep love for me.
And a message they have, that like with Maryse, I must hear.
My darling youngling, my father says as my mother pulls back so he can speak with me as well, hear us now, and remember this place.
For this location you have found in the Void with your strong remembrance of kinship is a power spot among the stars.
It will be useful in the coming days, as you figure out what you must do to best the Black Dragon, and the Rift that creates it.
Do you know what I need to do, to be successful? I ask now, already feeling this spontaneous Bloodwalking beginning to wane, knowing we have little time.
No. My mother shakes her head, though her gaze still presses into me as she grips one taloned hand around mine to impress her point.
But you do. For it is already within you; a power already discovered, as yet unknown to your waking mind.
Trust yourself; trust Maryse’s words to you.
And do what she suggests… and we believe that all will be well.
What do you mean? What do I need to do? I ask now because even though something about my mother’s words rings true with me, all throughout my soul and back, I don’t understand them.
But even as I open my mouth, I feel the Bloodwalking falling apart. Before I can say goodbye to my parents, I’m thrust out of the stars.
Crash-landing upon some beach in the starry midnight.