Aurora:
In a world where love had to be earned I would never be good enough. I was the black sheep in the family, the witch without magic.
While my sister excelled in every type of way I had to suffer in silence, tormented by the people I should ha...
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While my body was burning my mind found the time to think about some things.
About the fact that I'd finally forgotten about my parents, that Lilac and Daisy were more of a family to me than they could've ever been.
It was more the fact that I couldn't give up on them than the burning sensation that had taken over my body. Because if it wasn't for the regret and guilt I felt I would've been basking in the warmth that was wrapping around me like a cocoon. For once the outside resembled the wild chaos brewing in my mind.
In a way it was overwhelming me senses, feeling both the burn but also the exhilaration the energy brought me. But for a certain amount of time the world stood still in utter confusion, my thoughts strewn around. Everything was red, so bright that my vision was blinded. There was pressure on my chest that was pushing me towards the ground, leaving me airborne for a few seconds.
And suddenly I knew what I needed to do. Taking a deep breath, I opened my being to the strong currents of energy, soaking them up like a sponge drowning in water. It was almost too much. Red hot fire was raging against the walls of my body, trying to force its way back out but being contained in a powerful vortex.
I felt the moment I met the ground but it didn't hurt. Instead I felt satiated like I had just eaten a full meal.
And then... I burped.
Warm air escaped my mouth in the form of smoke but my vision was cleared. As expected, I was laying on the ground but the area was almost entirely empty. The air was thick with particles that began covering my body but after a few seconds they were gone as well. It was silent except for the ringing in my ears. I was by myself, I thought.
But when I gathered my body I saw that there was one more person. Lilac was laying on the scorched ground, but I was barely able to recognize her. It was her essence that told me that it was actually her. If I hadn't had that ability I wouldn't have been able to recognize the burned piece of flesh.
"No" I gasped. I was horrified. Not only was she burned to a crisp, no she was torn and ripped apart. A mangled body.
I began sobbing, wanting to yell "no" over and over again. Instead I rolled over to her, pressing my hand onto bloody flesh and bones.
She didn't move even a millimeter. In stories her pinky would move now, telling me that I shouldn't give up on her. But her body was too destroyed to keep her soul confined.
I threw myself onto the body, feeling a loss I couldn't even describe. I wanted to yell and scream. I wanted to tear my skin from my body. But all I could do was lay with her, ignoring her blood covering my body.
Tears seeped from my eyes in silence, while I laid there in shock and despair.
And the worst part: The energy stored inside of my body was roaring in excitement. It was trying to tune my body into a joyful melody, meanwhile I wanted to drown in sadness.
