Taste-Magma

I blink as I try to adjust my human eyes to the dark. A load of tiredness pulls on my body and my eyes fight to close to return back to a blissful rest. However, I am unable to sleep due to the chattering of my teeth. Once more I feel the bone aching chill from being away from Igneous.

He is not far away. You must see that we need his heat. Can't you feel that he needs us too.

As my beast speaks her vision takes over my eyes and through the walls of my bedroom I see the giant cloud of heat that is Igneous. I see his heat as a tangible form that calls to me through the short distance. I watch the heat shift as he moves on the couch.

I remove the covers from my flesh and rise to stand. The air across my flesh feels colder and I reach to put my robe back on. I climb back into the bed and get back under the covers thinking that now that I have more layers I can make it through the chill. After shifting around for a few moments I kick my feet in frustration that this is not working.

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