TW: There are mentions of abusive relationships, death, and substance abuse. If any of these trigger you, please do not read this chapter; you will not offend me if you don't.
As you fly on Rory's back, you watch as the silky black hair on Light Spinner blows back. This for some reason reminds you of one of your first adventures together flying on a unicorn around Etheria just to see the world. Now, flying on Rory, while not a unicorn echos your past, present, and maybe future. You know in your gut that this can be one of your last adventures together, and that idea sank to your stomach like a large boulder and that feeling makes you want to vomit. It's odd how things come circling back at the end of your life, it's almost like someone wants you to relive everything before you die. Not necessarily your life flashing before your eyes as many have talked about, but the experiences that mirror those of our past to call upon us to reflect upon our life. Woah . . . rabbit hole right here stop it, you thought.
You notice a shadow across Light Spinner's eyes. No, not the type created by the blocking of light creating an outline for everyone to see. It's the kind that only you can see when Light's thinking about something that casts darkness into her demeanor.
"What's up Light?" you asked.
"I just miss the kids. Adora, Catra, and Kyrion. Damn, I wish that the sorcerers academy would have let us in to say goodbye to Kyrion properly. I don't think a note will do him any justice knowing there is a solid chance that we won't come back," Light Spinner vented.
"I know. I wish that the school could have let us in to see him. However, they believe that strong attachment to someone will make a sorcerer evil by having emotions charging them making them do unspeakable things that the sorcerers guild wouldn't ever talk about."
"Well, I could beg to differ. If I had never found you that day, I wouldn't know where I would be now. I think that I would've kept going down the wrong path not only with drugs, the relationship where I was taken advantage of by those who possessed authority over me, but also going to the side of evil in this fight for Etherians."
"Wait, what? You did drugs? The relationships? There's a lot I must have missed."
"Not really. Those are things that I would rather not talk about for not only my own sake, but also for the sake of those involved with my use of drugs and the vicious relationships that have left scars on my heart."
"Oh, I understand. But a few questions. Do you still use drugs? Who are these people that destroyed you? I want to destroy them."
"No. Since I've met you, I've been getting therapy for drug addiction, and I've been clean since before we added Adora to our family. In regards to the people who have hurt me in cruel relationships against my will, let's just say that you know him well, and he doesn't treat me with the utmost respect. He still views me as that child that he took the innocence from when I was eleven."
"Wow, I'm incredibly proud of you Beatrix. I know that must have taken a great amount of courage, discipline, and determination to quit. As to the relationships, eleven, that's way to young, I'm so sorry that so many people, animals, whatever are sick and cruel. I didn't know that you were going through those every day. You're way stronger than I'll ever know. You amaze me every day."
Light Spinner started to build up rain drops in her cloudy eyes. "Thank you, darling," there was a pause. "Do you think we will make it out alive? I'm scared that with the danger of this we will obilerate ourselves in the process."
"I'm not going to sugarcoat this, but I think that there is a solid chance that we will perish doing this, but I strongly believe that this is worth the cost. We can save Etheria and secure the lives of Adora, Catra, and Kyrion. Isn't that worth it Light?"
"Yeah, but I don't want to leave them behind without anyone to vent to about their adult struggles. I also think that life would be harder for them knowing that we won't be there for them anymore if we sacrifice ourselves in this mission."
"I know, but they'll be surrounded by others. While it isn't us, they will be taken care of even if we are gone. Also, I would be happy knowing that even if I died, I perished knowing that I made an impact on Etheria in ensuring that life can still carry out in unity and harmony without the Horde. I would rather die knowing that my death had a purpose than not dying knowing that I will just decay of old age."
"I've never thought of death that way. I've always viewed it as something terrifying and the abrupt end to your life."
"That's how many have viewed it, but I like to think of our lives as a book we are continuously writing with every adventure, line of dialogue, every thought, every emotion, and every event written down for the entirety of your life. All books eventually must come to an end, and I think of death as simply writing the last chapter or the epilogue of that book. While writing that ending might seem scary, you can anticipate when it will happen and write out how you want to be remembered in that conclusion. Death is inevitable, but I've come to see it for its beauties."
"Wow, I never knew you were so deep. I didn't know you thought of life and death that way."
"I guess we both surprise each other still after twenty years of marriage."
Light Spinner laughed as Rory started to slow down. You know that your stop is near. Rory grinds to a stop after a few hundred meters. Rory grunts at you telling the two of you that this is as far as they can take you.
"Thank you, Rory. I appreciate you so much," Light Spinner says.
"Thanks Rory. I will always remember you," you said through a layer of tears.
"This is it. We're on our own," Light Spinner stated looking straight at the everlasting purple tunnel in front of them.
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FanfictionThis is just my gay self writing stories about the character I have a crush on the most in Shera for no reason. Enjoy my gay babies 🌈🔮 The art on the cover is not mine and all characters are products of DREAMWORKS except for Kyrion being my own cr...