Unspoken Currents
“Half unspoken; still aligned,” Celer sang aloud, his voice as off-pitch as ever, while he summoned a playful gust of wind. “Though fate may shift, paths intertwine.”
He grinned as Matsu laughed, the sound bright as the wind tousled his curly hair. Making someone laugh with his breezes was a way for Celer to show off his Aurai skills. He let the airflow ripple over Matsu’s head, relishing the moment.
“That tickles, Cel.” Matsu snickered, his eyes glinting with mi