[ no words are spoken; no words are necessary. even with her own tight control, the carefully planned leaps and lands and twirls, there is a frenetic heat about the both of them that almost brings binah to distraction. perhaps it is the euphoria this place brings - that might be part of it, yes - but just as much of it is the girl in her arms.
who is she? what is she capable of? why does she dance like a fighter?
just who is junna hoshimi?
for now, it doesn't matter. she is not here to shine or to watch; she is here to set the stage ablaze. a dazzling display of pyrotechnics, to stoke the passions of any that might see. she twirls junna beneath her arm, once, twice, then cradles her tightly and leaps.
for a moment, they both are weightless- raised aloft by heat convection and summer breeze and campfire smoke-
and then, the world around them erupts. flames spout forth, diving close without devouring them; they writhe and wrap around the duo, a tight tornado that carries them gently to the ground as they spin in its pull.
binah beholds the moment metaphor becomes magic- the moment imagery becomes reality-
and she smirks. they finally land, four whole spins later, and all she says is: ]
Congratulations, child. Your dream has been made manifest.
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who is she?
what is she capable of?
why does she dance like a fighter?
just who is junna hoshimi?
for now, it doesn't matter. she is not here to shine or to watch; she is here to set the stage ablaze. a dazzling display of pyrotechnics, to stoke the passions of any that might see. she twirls junna beneath her arm, once, twice, then cradles her tightly and leaps.
for a moment, they both are weightless-
raised aloft by heat convection and summer breeze and campfire smoke-
and then, the world around them erupts. flames spout forth, diving close without devouring them; they writhe and wrap around the duo, a tight tornado that carries them gently to the ground as they spin in its pull.
binah beholds the moment metaphor becomes magic-
the moment imagery becomes reality-
and she smirks. they finally land, four whole spins later, and all she says is: ]
Congratulations, child. Your dream has been made manifest.