Rae of Light

Dalili I saw him. He was sat with the child in a chair. I told myself what he was doing was wrong and I should go in and try to take the child from him. Then as I got closer, I saw he was asleep. His hand lay on the child, touching his head. I saw the love in the graceful nature of his hand. I looked at the brightness from him and saw this beaming into the child. He open his eyes. They were golden, with small bright flecks that saw the universe. He looked at me with a long gaze. He sighed and then he stood and laid the child in his bed. Then he was gone. I thought of him. This tall, incredibly strong man. There were muscles on him I had never seen before. And then his clothes. I knew them to be clothes people never worn today. His shoes were sandals, like the sandals worn by gladiators. No trousers, only a gladiator skirt. He wore no shirt. Only his arm were covered by light mail, up to the elbow, manicae. I would someday know that it was incredible soft. That was the first time ...

Lucien He saw her when he opened his eyes. She was all aglow, like sunlight before it comes out. He knew instantly that he had to disappear. So he took the child from his chest and laid him in his bed. Then he was gone to her sight. Putting his hand to the child’s head he stayed to look at her. He thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He wanted to reach out and touch her hand. But he restrained himself. Instead he moved a little away from the bed and put his hands behind his back. But his breathing became heavier. So he turned and left. And then one day, he came to protect her because she was protecting the boy. Those were his thoughts. There were clouds of bright light. Not any light. There was war. Great storms of increased fighting. And in it he saw Aaron and Dalili. At the middle of the great storm. So he came. He wrapped his arms about her because she carried Aaron. He wrapped his wings around her because she carried Aaron. He wrapped his life around because s...