THAT ILLUSION || ONC 2021

~•{Chapter #03}•~

"Just nothing! Get off my way," she said promptly while entering into their curing cocoon.

"Whatever!" With that Mordana secured the door. They both perpetrated to their after academy freshening chores.

Eir sat still saturated in her thoughts while her eyes were fixed on the night sky. It was a mellifluous sight. A day less full moon was shining amidst the velvety black brine with scattered glowing comets like the glow bugs amidst the dark forest floors. This serene site was not soothing her izles of agony. Under the beam of fullness, she was becoming a stale scintilla.

Mordana whistled to capture Serephina's attention who was parching her fierce rubricate locks. She oriented her gleaming blood crystal balls towards the amethyst child. She went near her and held her shoulders firmly in concern. Eir dissolved in her glimpse of warmth. Pooling tears etched with sour resurfacing recollections did wet Serephina's tender palms.

"I'm sorry Sere! I have brought you guys into this. It's really hard. I am sorry." Eir blurted out while her breaths fell simply short.

Mordana sat beside her on the other side. Together she and Serephina squeezed Eir in a caressing hug.

"Wither off! It's ok to wane. There is no need for you to be sorry when we know what's hurting you," Serephina affirmed.

"She is just a woman of respect in Narngons and just keep it up like that," Mordana added.

"Maybe she's a divine novice of the priestess yet she is a cimmerian. My worst nightmare!" Eir declared coldly.

"Call the calm! It's just tomorrow and then we would be going to Earth Eir!" Serephina exclaimed enthusiastically.

"I don't wish to see that cranky woman tomorrow. It's maddening me. It brings back what I try to reserve for my abyss. Shit, I'm breaking for that narcissistic noir," Eir chided herself.

"Get stronger you punk! We are something better than what we were yesterday." Mordana diverted her.

"How?" Eir implored with her blurring orbs that could still focus her glares through the clear tears.

"Ahem! So the tale is..."

"Tale! Again? Oh please! Should it always be you and your ale or you and your filthy tale." Eir choked her with parody.

"So my job is done! The normal Eir is back." Mordana pinched her howling cheeks.

"Aye aye captain! You got me back," Eir remarked while her lips flared up.

"So..." Mordana dragged.

"So what?" Eir voiced while Serephina reflected the anxiety.

"Let's party! Woohoo!" Mordana screeched like a mad ape.

"But why?" Eir polled again.

"Oh, Ms Messy Curie Queen. Do you remember that this would be our last day at Narngons? Maybe we might return soon but a party is ought to occur! Our short send off bachelors night!" Mordana alleged her craving joy. Eir pressed her lips and stroked her frontal.

"Yes, a party is for partying!" Serephina straightened her stooping self and brimmed in elation.

"Oh! I love you Sere. Finally, I have one soul who understands me. Put some sense into her," Mordana growled while knocking on Eir's forehead.

"Already Euphoric? So we need no ale I guess. Without ale, a party is too much fun!" Eir wink bothered them much.

They both looked at each other and fixed their gaze on Eir absolutely.