text: This is a short snipit of a book of mine. My book is set withing fantasy even if you don't see it that much here. All content here is mine. Thanks for reading! *** The moon was full in the sky tonight, casting beautiful rays of light into the room. Nityas skin was in full display to the night sky. I smiled up at her from where I layed back on the bed. My own skin chilling in the night air. Nitya trailed a hand along the planes of my body, with her gaze lost in thought. I studied her face for several long moments. Watching the moonlight play off her features. Such a beautiful woman. “You know you can ask me about them.” My voice cut the silence and seemed to startle nitya out of her thoughts. Her head quickly turned to look me in the eye. “My scars, you can ask.” I spoke again and Nitya seemed to realize where her hand had been trailing. Her fingertips slowly moved to touch the long faded scar on my right side. Old as it was, you could still make it out against my skin. “What was this from? It's old, isn't it." Nitya asked, quitely and tentivally. Almost like she wasn't sure she wanted the answer. “It was my first scar. A kid lost control of their balance. Flung their sword everywhere and ended up hitting me in the chaos. It's what caused elspeth to realize that my magic wasn't normal.” I spoke remembering how odd that day seemed to stand out in my mind. “I don't see how getting yourself cut down showed you that.” Nitya said, a tone of mockery in her voice and it made me smile. I reached my own hand, previously tucked behind my head over to nityas arm. Letting it trail down to her leg, resting it there. “It wasn't being cut down, it was how my magic reacted to it. It lashed out, pretty severely. I lost myself in its power for a bit.” I whispered, letting the severity of what happened finally wash over me. An accident I hadn't every really thought of much tell that moment. Nitya seemed to realize the same, trailing her hand over to a new scar. “What about this one.” Her hand rested over my thigh, two inches worth of scarred skin. I smiled, chuckling at the memory. “One of my old teammates. We where sparring with live weapons, like we weren't supposed to be doing.” I said wrinkling my nose at nitya while smiling. “Oh of course not, what self serving person would want to be safe.” Nitya spoke giggling. I was shaking my head at her comment. “Hush you. Anyways, we got carried away. I had gotten her cornered and had my arms around her holding down her arms. Well next thing I know i'm on the floor in pain and her daggers in my leg.” I started laughing and nitya was chuckling with me. “Man we got chewed out so bad for that. Elspeth was so pissed and 75 still won't let me live it down.” Nitya was smiling down at me and I couldn't help but remember to breathe. She looked so good smiling like that. “Oh I bet. I'm gonna have to remember that one.” Nitya giggled, bringing her hand up trail along my forehead, brushing the stray hair away and touching lightly and small and faded scar. “What's this one?” I hummed, closing my eyes in content at nityas fingers going into my hair. “I got really sick one time. I was mostly delirious and tried to get to someone, I fell down and hit my head against the coffee table outside my rooms. Scared elspeth and the team pretty badly.” I ran my hand down Nityas leg, taking it up and coming to brush her cheek. The backs of my knuckles brushed along her skin and she leaned into it softly. “What about these?” Nitya asked while trailing her other hand down my arm. The striking almost shimmering scars standing out against the skin behind it. “You already know that story.” I spoke tilting my head to watch as nityas expression softened. “Tell me again.” Nitya said, trailing a fingertip along the complicated patterns. “They're the marks of power I shouldn't have. An old man who listened to the gods gave his life so I could protect myself better. They're the marks that damned me, and they're the marks that saved me.” I spoke, a tinge of anger lilting my voice as I stared up at the scars. Nitya smoothed a hand down my arm. Moving it up and reaching to my collarbone. “And this one?” I dropped my arm to the bed as she asked tracing the little bird pressed there. “That I got soon after my thirteenth birthday. My devotion to the goddess of knowledge Ona.” Nitya smiled and slowly moved her hand away. The hand on my stomach seeming to protect the scar under it. “And what about this one?” Nitya said, emotion filling her tone of voice and face. I smiled wide levering myself up onto my elbow. Coming close to her face I hung there before speaking. “I got that one protecting you my love. You healed me bravely even though I could feel the shaking in your hands and the panic in your voice. That one, I think is my favorite scar.” my eyes felt crinkled at the edge and I couldn't keep the grin off my face. Nitya bursted into giggles, having to turn her face away from me. Covering her mouth with a hand before she was able to calm herself. “You are far to much of a sap.” nitya said warmly, the look in her eyes fond as she leaned over to kiss me. I ran a hand up through her hair. Wrapping my arms around her to hold onto this little piece of beauty. Nitya wrapped her own arms around me, holding on just as tight. We smiled at each other as we pulled away. Our magic wrapping around the two of us as we watched the other. I giggled and twisted, causing nitya to yelp as she falls underneath me. I snuggled down on top of her. Yawning largely as we lay there. Nityas held onto me and i stayed firmly where I was. There was a whisper of magic as the covers came falling over us. The warm cocoon of magic and love, slowed everything around us down. Narrowing our world to just the two of us. “I love you, Nitya.” I whispered, feeling like i was proclaiming it to the whole world. In a way i was. “I love you, Rogue.” came the reply full of emotion. Nitya tightened her arms around me for a moment before shifting just slightly. Making our position infinitely more comfortable. All i could help but think how lucky I was. Having survived this long, having been given such an amazing person to love. Someone who showed me how to be more than my training. Someone who I love with my whole being. As we drifted off, with the moonlight surrounding us, with our love forming a barrier between us and the world. I knew nothing could harm us that night.