I crept to the edge of the camp, and after a few moments began to twist a flame in my hand into delicate shapes. A code of fire, sending messages to the Dark Lord with the entrancing beauty of flame. I spoke with the flames as my messenger.
I have them fooled. I shot an arrow of flame into the sky.
The protections will easily break. I shattered a globe of fire.
They're coming for Lyra. A caged dove of twisting gold.
Desideria..... A rose with burning thorns.
I almost jumped when Cal walked up behind me.
"How are you doing?" She asked.
"Much better, thanks to you." I flashed a smile.
She glanced at the rose still in my hand.
"It was supposed to be a surprise....but I guess you caught me. " I held out the rose.
Cal cautiously opened her hand.
"Don't worry, it won't burn you." I smiled bashfully.
She took the rose, and smiled back at me.
I gave her a soft kiss, and we slowly walked back towards the others.
Cal tucked the rose in her hair.
"Playing with fire..."