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Origins

By March 8, 2021November 8th, 2021Nokoma
Fast asleep, Nokoma finds himself in his mother’s garden. He is a child in the dream, and his mother is tending to her plants, beautiful as ever. Buoyant pink curls cascade down to her hips.

The garden is dainty and too perfect, just as Nokoma remembers it. There are water fountains, bird feeders and pink flowers in every direction.

“Eldîl,” his mother pouts, “It’s too cold.”
Taking the cue, Nokoma – no, he is Eldîl now – rushes inside and looks for her favorite robe… but it’s not draped over her chair as usual. He searches around, unsure where he’s allowed to look, and finally finds another robe.. but it’s not her favorite. He brings it outside. His mother laughs, as if mocking him for getting the wrong robe, but graciously choosing to accept it anyway. He hangs his head.
“It’s too dark,” his mother pouts. And at once, Eldîl lights up some fire in his hand.
“It’s too-”
“Enough!” Eldîl demands. The flame in his hands explodes, and her perfect roses catch on fire.

Exasperated, Eldîl storms off to get some water. He needs to put out the fire, but his body is exploding as he produces more flame. Everything is burning down around him.
She wants me to change the weather, he thinks. To bring down the moon from the sky. And I’m not enough…

He opens his eyes. His lover is sleeping in his lap, content. Nokoma’s heartbeat slows and he drifts off again.

His next dream begins in an inferno.

Nokoma is fighting with his father.
 
“Weak punch,” his father roars, and hits him harder. “Put your fire away, boy. Quit hiding behind magic and fight like a man.”
“I’m not hiding,” Nokoma growls, and retracts his flames. “Not like you.”
His father charges at him. “You little priss” His father demands. “I got nothing to hide.” 
“I’ll teach you a lesson, little pansy,” his father spits in his face. “Faggot.”
Fire sears through Nokoma’s veins. He does everything in his power to hold it back, but before he knows it, his hot hands are burning his father’s skin. His father refuses to moan, complain, or back down, but he can only withstand the burn for so long before his energy gives way.
Now in control, Nokoma turns his father over and lands on top, pinning him down. “You hide your pain,” Nokoma growls. “And your heart.”
 
With that, he leaves the bastard on the ground with his burns.
He unleashes a fury nearby, to remind his father who is boss.
 
Nokoma awakens, grips his lover tighter and falls back asleep once again.
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