Twilight for Leda

Fairies and witches work together in The Veil. Elara and Leda were two such partners, creating and transporting magickal moments for only the most deserving human lovers. These lovers were often without physical partners, and this is what made them so deserving.  To speak a language nobody hears is a heavy load to carry in this world filled with so many other burdens.

Elara was named for one of Jupiter’s moons and Fate conspired to introduce her to the fairy sprite named Leda, another of Jupiter’s moons.  They were once both young enough to laugh about this, but now they were older, wiser, and funnier than that.   Elara in particular had developed a long list of experiences which made her as wise as a crone without yet burdening her physical body with the consequences of age.   Leda was unlikely to ever fully mature as long as she had any choice in the matter.  Together they gifted the world with their talents and took a good deal of joy for themselves.

Once upon a time there was a special man in Elara’s life, but he was gone now.  They had conceived a child together under a cold Ice Moon, and she had given birth under the Hunters Moon.  Both were Friday the 13th, and her son was given over to Mother Earth as soon as he was weaned.  She missed him terribly.  She was grateful, however, that she learned more about love in that short time with her son than in the rest of her years put together.

Leda, on the other hand, had no inclination toward love.  What she enjoyed was anything that was fun.  Laughing.  Playing.  Floating.  Teasing.  Tether Ball.  She was in awe of her friend’s wisdom, but she was happy to stick with what she knew.  She could ride a bubble farther and higher than anyone else.  She could do back walkovers on a single blade of grass.  She could sing the alphabet backwards.  She could braid the roots of a dandelion together.  But she could not picture herself in a relationship.  No Not Ever.  At dawn and dusk, she could be found doing what was the most fun she could imagine.  Sneaking into the beds of men and tickling them with her wings and her kisses.

 

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