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far overhead the stars burn. not us. we are inflammable.
by sapphfics
Sunburst has her hair down, and the plant is chewing on the strands affectionately. She looks radiant as ever. “No,” Elina replies. “Why? Disappointed?”“Surprised,” Sunburst responds. “Thought you’d have sacrificed yourself for good on the altar of the all powerful Enchantress by now. I’m not sorry that you haven’t.” Or: After the Flight of Spring, Sunburst pays Elina a visit.


