shadowsong26: (nolani)
shadowsong26 ([personal profile] shadowsong26) wrote in [community profile] rainbowfic2024-08-18 11:03 pm

Spring Green #20, Vert #4

Name: shadowsong26
Story: Wildfire Years
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Spring Green #20. you rise and meet the day (with paint-by-numbers from bookblather: 'Waking up.'), Vert #4. Waypower
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Lilith Faire 2024 Day One Second Stage), paint-by-numbers, photography, life drawing, yarn, novelty beads, glue ("Are you living your dreams, Leo? Are you still in touch with them? The energy from today's planetary aspects can lend strength and encouragement to this part of your life. Take hold of the things you want most of all. Ask yourself, "What do I want people to say about me when I'm gone?" Get back on the road to a fulfilled life by taking steps toward your desires."), canvas
Word Count: 405
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Nolani
Warnings: Oblique discussion of teenagers having sex.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.


Nolani knows the purpose of wildfire years. They're a chance for someone on the border of adulthood to learn about their drives and desires, and their limits, and their very self. Whatever people outside the desert might think about it, it's an important part of becoming an adult--and while someone in their wildfire years is technically considered a legal adult for some purposes, it's not until they settle at the end that they are truly considered fully grown.

And Nolani's drive has never been a mystery to her. It's love, and being loved, physically and otherwise.

But it's not until she's there, on that threshold of adulthood, that she truly understands. When she daydreams of sweet and salty kisses from the pretty boys and girls she flirts with; when all she can think about is stretching out her hand and seeing who takes it; and it's not that she doesn't care who that is but at the same time she doesn't care who it is because of all the people she might reach towards she knows they could make each other happy for a night or a week or a month or however long it lasts.

It's intense and it's distracting and she knows if she chooses wrong she'll burn herself out or burn it all down and her parents and her siblings need her so of course she can't do that.

She's lucky, she thinks. That her driving fire is one that makes it easy to focus on the sweet parts, the kisses and the falling together, all the things that occupy her thoughts even when she's supposed to be thinking about other things.

But maybe that's the other path for her to learn. How to dream about her pretty boys and girls and their sweet and salty kisses without forgetting about everything else she needs to do.

It's hard. It's harder than she thought it would be.

But she'll make it through. She's determined to do that. Because she has parents and siblings and a people who need her; and she owes it to the people behind the hands she takes, even if only for a moment.

After all, that's what her wildfire for. To learn her drives and desires, her limits, herself. To clear a path to her future, and find her way through to the woman she will become on the other side.