01-21-2018, 05:03 PM
Five threads. They flowed through his fingers like sand. Like that steel skeleton, he knew that wielding any of the five would bridge a connection to any element in sight. Fire and Earth called like a song he hadn't heard in years. The thrill of it begged for more, to be put to good use. God he wanted to do something with it other than explore. God it hurt, but it was glorious.
His heart pound in his chest until it was hard to breathe.
Marcus' voice led like marching to the beat of drums. The flows followed, so easy, it was almost like they wielded themselves. He stared at the skeleton, stared until his eyes did not blink and burned with the heat of the fire within. Fire. Not Earth. Earth was a distant cousin, but quiet. Fire sang. It billowed like flames begging to be fanned to life. Jay obliged. The fire poured into the steel until the bars glowed orange. Then red. More. He clenched his fists and breathed to life what was dead.
Then the cot burst to flames and he gasped. The power fled his grasp. He stammered out an apology. "I didn't know that would happen."
His mind raced for the thread of water, but it resisted. He glanced at Marcus, but his expression was cool. The flames licked higher, the fibers of the cot disintegrating to ash.
He blinked and mentally ran back to the battle and burned the flames into his own soul, drawing the heat away. Siphoning it. Sweat poured the edges of his brow. The room was hot, but his concentration wouldn't waver. He feared a moment of doubt and the fires of power would consume him as well.
When the last of the energy was dispersed into their surroundings, he was panting, eyes wide with disbelief. Had that just happened?
[[Marcus moded with permission.}]
His heart pound in his chest until it was hard to breathe.
Marcus' voice led like marching to the beat of drums. The flows followed, so easy, it was almost like they wielded themselves. He stared at the skeleton, stared until his eyes did not blink and burned with the heat of the fire within. Fire. Not Earth. Earth was a distant cousin, but quiet. Fire sang. It billowed like flames begging to be fanned to life. Jay obliged. The fire poured into the steel until the bars glowed orange. Then red. More. He clenched his fists and breathed to life what was dead.
Then the cot burst to flames and he gasped. The power fled his grasp. He stammered out an apology. "I didn't know that would happen."
His mind raced for the thread of water, but it resisted. He glanced at Marcus, but his expression was cool. The flames licked higher, the fibers of the cot disintegrating to ash.
He blinked and mentally ran back to the battle and burned the flames into his own soul, drawing the heat away. Siphoning it. Sweat poured the edges of his brow. The room was hot, but his concentration wouldn't waver. He feared a moment of doubt and the fires of power would consume him as well.
When the last of the energy was dispersed into their surroundings, he was panting, eyes wide with disbelief. Had that just happened?
[[Marcus moded with permission.}]
Only darkness shows you the light.