Hyacinth, Scarlet - Fire of the Four Seasons (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Scarlet Hyacinth Page A
Authors: Scarlet Hyacinth
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hesitated upon reaching the exit, and the barrier between worlds. “Perhaps it would be best if you and Ohsyn stayed here with them, while Zimah and I go make the preparations into the mortal world. We don’t know how long they are going to last there.”
Visnah nodded and took Alexei from Ly etah. It hurt to know that he couldn’t touch Alexei without being burnt, but it hurt even more to acknowledge what they were going to do. As Zimah and Ly etah left through the portal, Visnah held Alexei as close as he could and prayed once more.
* * * *
Ly etah exited the portal between the realms, close ly followed by Zimah. He knew they did n’t have much time before Alexei and Eva’s bodies yielded the battle. The thought gave him focus when all he wanted to do was scream at the injustice. In moments such as these, he understood the doubts humans always went through regarding the existence of divinity.
He acknowledged his own blasphemy, but he couldn’t help it. It just seemed too cruel. But Ly etah needed to cling to his faith and hope for the best. The Goddess always took care of them. She would not abandon them now.
Unfortunate ly , due to the nature of their task, he ended up the one assigned to deal with Alexei’s part of the vision. He waited while Zimah dissipated the snow, then proceeded to gather sticks of wood from the forest. They worked in silence, and Ly etah forced himself not to think of the purpose of what he meant to construct.
At last, he acquired enough materials and started to build. When he finished, a strong pyre rose in the middle of the grove with plenty of wood to fuel the fire. Ly etah threw a glance Zimah’s way and saw his wintry lover had finished as well. Zimah’s glum task had been to prepare a coffin made out of sheer ice.
“Start the fire,” Zimah said, his voice level. “I’ll go and get the others.”
As Zimah disappeared beyond the standing stones, Ly etah summoned the heat intrinsic to his element and directed it toward the wood. Fire soon engulfed the base of the pyre, and not a moment too soon. His three lovers emerged once more, the twins in their grasp.
They stared at each other, then at the coffin and the pyre. Visnah’s green eyes turned almost blue with sorrow. Ly etah made his way to Visnah’s side and reached for Alexei. “Let me.” He could not allow his gentle lover to do this. It would break Visnah’s heart even more.
Visnah opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, a moan from Eva drew their attention. Perhaps the heat from the pyre caused her to stir. Oh, Goddess. How were they going to do this with them awake? “Alexei,” she murmured, eyes dazed. “What is happening to me?”
Zimah took hold of the young girl. “Shh, malen’kaya printsessa. Don’t be afraid. Everything will be all right.”
He stood by the icy coffin and gave Ly etah a telling look. They had to this at the same time for it to work. And as much as they hated freezing a young girl alive, burning Alexei would be even more difficult.
Thankful ly , by some divine intervention, Alexei did not regain consciousness. Ly etah snatched the youth from Visnah’s arms. By now, the heat from the pyre had increased great ly , and it would have been uncomfortable for anyone else anyway. He couldn’t help but touch Alexei one last time. Alexei’s feverish skin even burnt him, but he held on. “Farewell, solnyshko moyo ,” he whispered.
With his heart full of sorrow, he pushed Alexei’s body into the pyre. Behind him, he heard a light cry, then nothing. He turned and realized Zimah had done his part. Eva now lay beneath the heavy ice, locked inside, still beautiful, and forever cold.
The flame from the fire seemed to burn brighter and brighter. When Ly etah looked toward it once again, he caught sight of the evil flame tearing into flesh, destroying Alexei’s beauty. What had he done? What had he expected? Perhaps he’d hoped an angel would emerge and stop him from
Visnah nodded and took Alexei from Ly etah. It hurt to know that he couldn’t touch Alexei without being burnt, but it hurt even more to acknowledge what they were going to do. As Zimah and Ly etah left through the portal, Visnah held Alexei as close as he could and prayed once more.
* * * *
Ly etah exited the portal between the realms, close ly followed by Zimah. He knew they did n’t have much time before Alexei and Eva’s bodies yielded the battle. The thought gave him focus when all he wanted to do was scream at the injustice. In moments such as these, he understood the doubts humans always went through regarding the existence of divinity.
He acknowledged his own blasphemy, but he couldn’t help it. It just seemed too cruel. But Ly etah needed to cling to his faith and hope for the best. The Goddess always took care of them. She would not abandon them now.
Unfortunate ly , due to the nature of their task, he ended up the one assigned to deal with Alexei’s part of the vision. He waited while Zimah dissipated the snow, then proceeded to gather sticks of wood from the forest. They worked in silence, and Ly etah forced himself not to think of the purpose of what he meant to construct.
At last, he acquired enough materials and started to build. When he finished, a strong pyre rose in the middle of the grove with plenty of wood to fuel the fire. Ly etah threw a glance Zimah’s way and saw his wintry lover had finished as well. Zimah’s glum task had been to prepare a coffin made out of sheer ice.
“Start the fire,” Zimah said, his voice level. “I’ll go and get the others.”
As Zimah disappeared beyond the standing stones, Ly etah summoned the heat intrinsic to his element and directed it toward the wood. Fire soon engulfed the base of the pyre, and not a moment too soon. His three lovers emerged once more, the twins in their grasp.
They stared at each other, then at the coffin and the pyre. Visnah’s green eyes turned almost blue with sorrow. Ly etah made his way to Visnah’s side and reached for Alexei. “Let me.” He could not allow his gentle lover to do this. It would break Visnah’s heart even more.
Visnah opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, a moan from Eva drew their attention. Perhaps the heat from the pyre caused her to stir. Oh, Goddess. How were they going to do this with them awake? “Alexei,” she murmured, eyes dazed. “What is happening to me?”
Zimah took hold of the young girl. “Shh, malen’kaya printsessa. Don’t be afraid. Everything will be all right.”
He stood by the icy coffin and gave Ly etah a telling look. They had to this at the same time for it to work. And as much as they hated freezing a young girl alive, burning Alexei would be even more difficult.
Thankful ly , by some divine intervention, Alexei did not regain consciousness. Ly etah snatched the youth from Visnah’s arms. By now, the heat from the pyre had increased great ly , and it would have been uncomfortable for anyone else anyway. He couldn’t help but touch Alexei one last time. Alexei’s feverish skin even burnt him, but he held on. “Farewell, solnyshko moyo ,” he whispered.
With his heart full of sorrow, he pushed Alexei’s body into the pyre. Behind him, he heard a light cry, then nothing. He turned and realized Zimah had done his part. Eva now lay beneath the heavy ice, locked inside, still beautiful, and forever cold.
The flame from the fire seemed to burn brighter and brighter. When Ly etah looked toward it once again, he caught sight of the evil flame tearing into flesh, destroying Alexei’s beauty. What had he done? What had he expected? Perhaps he’d hoped an angel would emerge and stop him from
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