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A pair of honey tinted eyes gazes out toward the blacken sky. Even among all the city lights, the thousands of tiny luminaires decorate the expanse above. The creature scoffed. None compared to the brightest, largest one. The moon. It was almost full, just a few days more would give it justice. The shadowy avian wanted nothing more than to fly freely in the darkness beyond the glass. The soft sound of steady breathing acts as a reminder to why the dark avian was restraining herself. Fumikage. The teenage bird was resting on his back, tucked under a soft fuzzy blanket. His eyes flutter seemingly at the thought of his name. As soon as they open, they close. returning to sleep.
The two of them exist in a strange bond. The shadowy avian is somewhat a being of pure energy, or can become one? She doesn't know for certain what she is. There are many differences between both shadow and boy. What seems simple from the surface, goes hundreds of feet below. Maybe a type of symbiosis? They can live a peaceful life; or when things take a turn for worst, parasitism best describes they're relationship. But to put it simply, they are two within one. That's what Fumikage says anyway. He doesn't think negatively of the living shadow, no matter what chaos has resulted from their bond.
The shadowy avian watches as Fumikage shifts onto his side, back to her view. It was truly strange to be fully awake when he wasn't. It feels as if the shadow is in a dream. Every movement blurs her surroundings, and it is all too easy to knock over the many trinkets the two of them own throughout the room. The dominant of the two often just says his shadow should be more careful and find other ways to entertain herself at night. She's never told him how it feels, it would further nothing. Or the teen would reply telling his shadow to sleep at night. It doesn't bother her much through, the grogginess eases off as the night goes on, but it comes with a price. Restlessness. The dark avian gains energy from the darkness of the night. With overflowing energy levels, she can't help but remain awake and inevitably wake the other.
A long sigh drifts from her dark beak, just a moment in the night air. It was all the dark avian was craving. Fumikage tried his best to keep the two in doors whenever the sun was down. further caging the shadow away from the night.
Maybe the issue could be argued? Fumikage controls most of his shadowy twin's actions. Words alone could make the shadow yield, but the dark avian was by no means a mindless puppet. A ripple of distress prickled through the floating avian, the night was calling out. Could Fumikage not hear it? The shadow was positive he could. Maybe this was only something the dark avian craved? The two of them had different wants and needs, sometimes they overlapped but they were individuals. She had a since of self, and identity, no other quirk could say that much. Again, pangs prickled through shadowy feathers. The rope like bond between shadow and boy spun and coiled in the stale air. The call of the night, the song of the moon was prominent. It was loud, and thundering. It was numbing yet exhilarating.
With no relocation of moving away from the sleeping teen, The shadowy avian drifted toward the call. Dark claws found themselves at the curtains, pressing on the fabric until the cool glass of the sliding door was felt. It wouldn't take that much to shatter the barrier but... palms replaced razor claws; the teenage bird would be angry.
The avian's feathery forehead pressed to the surface, her beak parted. "The night bacons..." wisped out.
Quickly the curtains separated allowing the shadowy bird to see the origin of the song, the moon. a trill ripped itself from her vocal cords as clawed hands slammed into the glass! It boomed in protest from the attack. The glass wobbled but remained sturdy and unrelenting. She was growing tired of showing restraint, that was just a little tap in compassions to the shadow's real might.
There was a stirring from the bed, "Dark shadow?" Fumikage was awake now. "Cut it out." he grumbled; sleep tangled in his words. The dark avian glanced toward him, his red eyes where squinted. "And close the curtains." he added with a frown.
The shadowy avian whined "I Was just looking."
Fumikage is clearly upset by his rude awakening; he holds his frown as his shadow drifts toward him.
"Then why are you trying to break the doors? we're not going outside."
Dark shadow glances back a few times," But I wasn't doing anything! " His shadow wines.
If the shadowy avian wanted to break those doors, it would be broken by now. Shattered in fact.
Fumikage watched his shadow flex her claws in frustration, "Calm down Dark shadow. Return, your cranky." his words were emotionless.
The dark avian felt the pull from their bond. Return? Fumikage wanted to cage her for the night. This was fun for nether party...
"I don't want to I!-" Words needed to chose carefully here. The shadow gathered her thoughts and retried. "Fumikage, don't you think the night's beautiful?" Dark shadow asked.
Still holding his frown, the teen replied "I do. what is your point?" could he see the trap his shadow was trying to weave?
No matter. the shadow pressed on, "A million stars, are shining. Living. lighting their existence in the vast darkness. A darkness they must brave for all who yearn for light during the sun's absence." a little poetry always held Fumikage's attention. "The enemy of dark, is not light, the bane of day is not night... For shadows cannot exist without the shimmering of light." She said gazing toward the celling.
The shadowy avian felt Fumikage staring at her. using their minds eye, she saw pass roof into the black abyss. "Fumekage, I just want to feel the night air. I won't do anything else. I want to see the moon, it's almost full tonight." she explained.
The teenage bird thought a little longer this time before he spoke, “I do appericiate the poetry, even if the end needs work… You know why i’m not allowing us to go out in the dark. You’ll go on a rampage.”
“Fumikage, I promise I won’t. I just want a few seconds outside. Nothing else!” His shadow urged.
”If you loose control and cause property damage to the dorms…”
“I won’t.” His shadow insisted. “I just want to see the stars, The moon Fumikage! You said you miss going out on nightly walks. Don’t you want to go? A quick jog wouldn’t kill us.” Dark shadow tilted her head as she posed the question.
“Now you're pushing it. First you said you just wanted a look. Now a jog? Dark shadow you're not wrong, I do miss them; but I just can’t risk you losing control. People’s lives will be endanger. Is that worth a look at the stars? The moon?” Fumikage sighs.
Wrong direction, the shadowy avian had to back track, “it’s not, that’s not what I mean. Fumikage, all I want is to go out on the balcony. Nothing more. For a few seconds.”
Fumikage grabbed his phone from the desk checking it, “Dark shadow it’s half past mid night. I need sleep so I’ll be equipped for the class tomorrow. Look, I understand you’re tired of being restrained, but maybe we need to acquire more self-discipline?” He returned his gaze to his shadow.
”l don’t need discipline. I-“
“Return. Rest for the night.”
And with that, the shadowy avian was caged away. Dark shadow would have to try harder to win an argument with Fumikage. He’s been the dominate of the two since the beginning. But even when his iron will is imposed upon the shadow, she can still feel the pull of the night. The song of the moon. Within Fumikage's cage, his shadow has one last thought for the night. I will have it. That forbidden fruit of the moon light. Sleep seeps from the surroundings and takes hold of the shadow’s thoughts. A numbing sensation.