Fic: Observations, Ch 122
Tonight-brilliant moments like the flash of a comet, of minds gathered in soft darkness, intimate and whispering when suddenly, flint is struck and sparks like fireworks into the kindling. The fire, a blaze of light penetrates the borders of our bodies and all is life and the orange glow of plasma. All too soon the fire is now a pile of glowing embers and we are again reaching darkness. Somehow emboldened, somehow closer to each other, voices are louder and the scent of burnt wood hangs in the air.