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You will burn with me.
Reverie awoke gasping for air, struggling to take in something other than the smoke that filled her lungs. They were coming. They were coming for her. She clutched @Blossom in a sudden fit of fear, her whole body alight with tension. No no no no —
She did not fear small gods.
She feared the fire.
She was the fire.
The whispers crowded her ears and she buried her face in her daughter's fur to drown out the sound with her tiny heartbeat. Blossom was warm, a soft refuge from the heat of remembered flames. Alive, and safe so long as Reverie was here. She did not want to burn, but she would set herself alight a thousand times over for her daughter. It was not a decision. It was not selfless, it was not noble, it was necessary. Something she would go to in terror, because Reverie was not brave.
But to exist without Blossom would be to breathe without air. Reverie loosened her grip on the girl and set to cleaning her. They will not take you from me, she promised silently. Never.