Claudia used to talk about fireflies all the time, she would talk about how useful they can be when she performs dark magic. She had many different ways of catching them, but most of the time she didn't need many so she just snatched them up with her bare hands, and instantly squished them in her palms or between her fingers.
Overall it was a terrifying experience to be there when she did it, even if you were standing a few meters away; hearing her chant something you couldn't understand and watching her face as her eyes turn pitch black was more than scary.
Seeing her squish the bugs in her hands was terrifying, and it would make you sad; in the kind of way a child would get if they dropped their sweet treat on a dirty path and couldn't get a new one. Terrifying in the same kind of way you feel fear when you wake up from a night terror and see the monsters that were in the nightmare; you lay in bed, unable to do anything at all, you just have to wait until the light of the fireflies reach your window, enough to scare the creature away before it can harm you.
That's how Callum felt whenever Claudia spoke to him about her methods. Callum didn't like dark magic, when he first found out about it he thought that maybe he'd give it ago, as it can be useful. That was until he found out how dark magic is performed.
Killing innocent creatures, all so you can have your own power over whoever you may.
That isn't how Claudia worded it, but she knew exactly what she was doing when she said it was "All so i can keep on having free will."
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The Fireflies [ A 'Dragon Prince' Fanfiction]
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