A Luna of fire
I said, opening to a specific page, “is like a dictionary about magic.”
I flipped to the section I was looking for and pointed to an illustration. It was an image of two flames, one blue and one red, swirling together in a dance of light and shadow. “This,” I said, “is what you’re seeing. It’s called a Twin Flame.”
She studied the page, her brow furrowed in concentration. “It looks like what I see when you’re close,” she confirmed, tracing the outline of the blue flame.
We began reading the text together, our heads bent over the book. The words described how twin flames were two parts of the same soul, sometimes divided by the goddess into two bodies. They were like yin and yang, destined to
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