Witches Don't Burn, Silly

I Know What Happens And You Don't

I stare at the thread. My magic was still raging through my body. Overfilling me with power as it reached out to the magic in the air around us too. I took a deep breath but it did nothing to ease the aching in my chest.

I reached for it on instinct alone. When I grasped it I felt like I was drowning in something beautiful and ancient and entirely my own, just like the magic that twists around me in the air. Seth is watching me and I tighten my grip on the thread. He groans. I pull it and it brings him closer to me.

"What is this?" I whisper.

"I don't know, you tell me." He sighs and cups the side of my face. What was all of this? Why does it feel so familiar? So much like it's perfect and this is where I belong. I push my magic down the thread and watch as a flush rises to Seth's face and the magic in his core expands, starting to flow through his body.

"I don't know what it is... but one thing I do know is that your magic is spreading when I push my magic down this bond." He looks at me curiously. "I was thinking that maybe... magic is our true soul. One that only a few can truly access but it's present in everyone. So it's as if this thread is connecting our souls."

"Like soulmates?" Seth asks slowly as if he was unsure of the word. He cups my face again before I can say anything else and presses his lips to mine once more. My magic flares just like the thread. An image appears in the back of my mind. A palace in the clouds, so airy and light that I don't think it could be real but it tugs at my brain. Then he is pulling away and I expect the image to fall away too but it stays, burned into my mind.

"I don't know what any of this is." I tell him honestly. I look down at his chest. The magic is still spreading. "Despite being clueless, your magic is still growing and I'm not even pushing my magic to you any more."

"But... men can't have magic." He says so simply. Something that everyone has always been told, something I never truly believed. Men have magic, but it's small and dormant but I can see it when I look at them without even calling my powers forward.

"Maybe you can." I say as I look into his eyes trying to gauge an understanding of how he feels about this. He grabs the bond and I feel a tingle go up my spine, making me shudder.

"What if I hurt someone with my magic?" He asks slowly and for some reason the phrase felt so familiar coming from his lips. As if I had heard this exact phrase from him once before.

"Then I will be there... to save them and to teach you." I say even though it felt strange, like I've said these words to him before even though I know I haven't.

"Mariposa, is that your way of saying you'll always stick by my side?" I look up into that crooked smile of his, his words pounding through my head, like a memory that I can't seem to recall. Even with all of my confusion swirling around in my head... I smile.

"As long as you want me to be."