Like a suction cup, my girls absorb the flames, the heat, the essence of the flame. I watched as they went from silver toned cute girls to flaming red. Their eyes were aflame and they were giggling.
Giggling.
Once they consumed everything, their skin changed once more to a beautiful light bronze. Their eyes remained like mine, the only cambiens so far, red, blood red mixed with purgatory flames. They were breathtakingly sinister. Their aura’s on par with Yama, who had grown greatly during his time of confinement.
“Brouhaha” I heard Coral whisper in a tone of reverence. I had to think about the meaning of the word, Blessed. She said my daughters were blessed. I hear Kali giggling, her little feet pitter patter into the room, followed by Isis and Sita, their hooves in sync. The room is q
