>>31933763>She swore she could almost see the imaginary soldiers, picturing them in her mind as some sort of undead Wehrmacht, eyes aglow with bloodlust until imaginary gunfire took them down>When eventually it came time for her to leave, Starlight was physically exhausted but mentally bristling, her body awash in vibrancy>She helped support an exhausted Trixie as the two hobbled back home, their legs and arms aching from climbing and crawling and their clothes splattered with mud and grass-stains>When they bid goodbye, she and Trixie shared an extra long hug, during which the other girl nuzzled her head against Starlight’s chin>The smell of her made that strange puzzle-piece gap in Starlight’s chest widen just a little>And as her mom, coldly furious about the mess Starlight had made of her clothes, drove her home, Starlight couldn’t help but feel a little dazed, left in that languid state of content exhaustion, feeling that she knew what would feel it, but wondering if she was crazy all the while
And that's it for today. Hope everyone is enjoying the read so far. I originally meant for this to be a short Valentine's Day special, but I have no self control and so it's its own thing now, I guess.
Anyway, another update coming soon.