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I had often wondered about my spirit animals, trying to discern their true significance.
As a child, during my Soul Dream, I felt an unparalleled connection with them.
It was a bond that extended beyond the realm of physicality, diving deep into the essence of my very being.
Yet, as time wore on, the clarity of those memories had started to blur.
But today, with the ethereal birds encircling us, it all came rushing back.
The aura of the forest, deep and earthy, enveloped us.
It transported me back to that dreamlike world from my childhood, where everything felt both distant and incredibly close.
The aroma of blooming flowers and fresh soil grounded me, reminding me of who I was — or perhaps, who I was meant to be.
The gentle rustling of feathers was at odds with the strength and power of the tiger, and the distant, fiery roar of the dragon.
The two seemingly disparate sensations blended together, creating a tapestry of emotions and pulling me closer to Ashale.
It felt like our souls were intertwining, drawing from the same cosmic well of energy.
Ashale’s eyes, intense and filled with wonder, locked onto mine.
There was a glint of understanding in them.
The thought of sharing such an intimate connection, not just with my spirit animals, but with another person, was exhilarating.
My heart raced, and the sound of its beating seemed to harmonize with the chirping birds, setting a rhythm for our entwined souls.
Tasting the air, I noticed an odd, yet familiar, sweetness.
It was reminiscent of the nectar I’d once tasted in my Soul Dream, a reminder of the beauty and purity of the connection I was experiencing.
The taste lingered on my tongue, teasing my senses with its ephemeral nature.
Then, as if in answer to my heart’s call, I felt the tiger’s raw power ripple through me.
A surge of warmth enveloped my being as if I was being cradled by a loving embrace.
The sensation was both comforting and empowering, and for a fleeting moment, I was the tiger — fierce, protective, and free.
Ashale took a step closer, his gaze never leaving mine.
The air between us crackled with energy. “Nova,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion, “do you feel it too?”
I nodded, unable to trust my voice.
The realization was sinking in, taking root deep within my core.
This wasn’t just about the spirit animals or the Soul Dream.
This was about us.
The intricate dance of the birds, the protective stance of the tiger, the distant promise of the dragon’s fire — all seemed to point towards one undeniable truth.
Maybe, just maybe, Ashale and I were fated mates.
The weight of that revelation pressed down on me.
