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Luna had never really expected someone to call her vibrant, to enjoy her company, but the longer she spent time with Farah and her daughter, the more she falls for the other woman’s admiration. Luna knows, even as she pads barefoot to Farah’s bedroom, crawling in beside her wife to rest, that she will always be vibrant for Farah, as much as she possibly can be.
Farah smiles at her sigh and Luna nestles closer, relaxing further at the familiar tingle of Farah’s light magic against her skin. They rarely use magic on each other, but Luna can always feel Farah’s light, the same way Farah can always feel Luna’s bright sparkling magic thrumming through her.