roselightfairy

Posting this here because probably the few people who see this won't judge my rough-draft writing, but I just love it when a character has an epiphany while I'm writing and it helps me understand that character better!

Also, very small cameo from a background character who has speaking roles in stuff I've already written, so... fun stuff?

“She caught my eye first,” Siril confesses, but habit keeps her words few, her revelations discreet. “But somehow I caught hers as well.”

And are those few words not the truth of their story – and the miracle of it? Siril has always been skilled at going unseen: around her family and her peers alike, her reticence preemptively repelling all who might have tried to draw near to her. She has long known to distrust the world, to hide herself from its prying eyes – and her habit of concealment became a second skin sealed tightly over her own. Even when she first spied Laerwen at her practice, even when she ensconced herself in bushes to watch, she did not once imagine that she would truly be seen.

But she was.

Laerwen saw her – and ever since that moment, Siril has no longer been invisible.

“You are grinning like a fool,” remarks Celair, with that same wicked gleam in hir eyes. “You must be in love; I have never seen you thus before.”

She has never felt thus before – even Celair’s teasing sends a glow of pleasure throughout her at the thought that she has such a delicious secret to share; at the thought that she can share it. And - how did she not realize this before? – she wants to! She no longer wishes to keep Laerwen to herself alone: she wants to tell their story to all who will listen; to name her wife before the whole kingdom; to shout her devotion to the treetops and beyond them.

And in the face of that, what does it matter how her family will react?

I'm probably going to hate this in about an hour, but it feels like such a character breakthrough that I wanted to shout it to the world - even if the world has almost no context whatsoever. :)