Ilyria and the Lightning Bird
she asked.
“Shhh,” he said, his hands busy, “You’ll disturb them.”
“Disturb who?”
He didn’t have to answer because the silence had been filled again by the song that slid beneath the skin, the song that felt like a caress, that your ears could not hear but your body could feel. It felt like Suluu’s lips, it felt like Astrapi’s feathers, it felt like falling asleep with Miasma’s warm body next to hers. The voices were closer than her own skin. Ilyria sighed, wanting to lay down her head. The song that made her so, so, so,
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