Swiftcurrent Creek All that was undone was done when we were young

A chuff from the darkness; Reverie blinked and struggled to focus, feeling suddenly warm all over. It was... Bellatrix? Her voice was soft and full of wonder. Reverie was slightly disappointed to see that it was not Lestan, but she found it impossible to hold on to any negative feeling in this state. Had she ever felt so... light?
She did not know if it was the berries or Bellatrix. Was any of it truly real? Reverie stepped forward lightly, hesitantly. She sniffed delicately at the air around the other girl, wondering if she could get close enough to touch her, wondering if that would be okay. Something in Bellatrix's aura seemed to warn against it. Do not touch, in the way of fire and sharp edges; do not touch, or we will both burn. Reverie took in a slow and shaky breath, and thought that Bellatrix was far too beautiful to be contained in such darkness. She belonged in open sky, like lightning, like the brightest storm.