Soul Fire
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I was just opening the door to my room when I heard my name being called.
“Sky!” I glanced around and saw Dena poking her head out of her room. She waggled a cloth covered parcel. “I’ve got food!”
I grinned and closed my door. After a gruelling two hour detention in the kitchen, I was starving.
We spread the cloth out over the floor of her room, which was a carbon copy of mine. Rather than sit at the table, we sprawled out on the rug. Dena lit the fire and we chewed pensively on cheese and bread rolls.
“How was detention?” she asked, tearing a bread roll in half.
“Boring. I tried to reason with Eleanora again but she just ignored me.”
“It’s understandable,” Dena said, and I glared. She sighed. “Sky, if they really have lived this way for thousands of years, they’re not going to change their minds overnight.”
I sighed heavily, picking a bit of cheese apart.
“Where’s Theresa?” I asked finally.
“Asleep. She didn’t much feel like staying up.”
I began to build something out of the cheese.
“What’s it like having a soul mate?” I asked quietly.
“It’s fantastic! Have you ever had a really good friend that seemed to know everything you were thinking?”
“No.”
“Well it’s like that. We never fight,” she leant back on her hands. “It’s great. It really is.”
My heart sank and the cheese structure in front of me crumbled. Dena noticed my expression.
“He was worried about you today.”
“Yeah, for a split second. Then he just went back to normal.”
Dena didn’t reply, and we sat together in silence until I left, unable to take the silence any longer.