Of Wind, Want and Bone
READING AGE 18+
She only wanted to be seen.
So she asked the wrong person to teach her how.
Silawán showed Amihan how to soften her voice, where to place her hands, how to become the kind of girl a man like Ilyaon would finally notice.
And she let him-
because she had loved Ilyaon quietly,
painfully, for as long as she could remember.
But wanting is a dangerous thing to practice.
Because somewhere between lessons and lingering touches,
between almost-confessions and things they should not have felt-
Silawán forgot he was only supposed to teach.
And Amihan forgot who she was trying to be wanted by.
Now every glance burns, every silence stretches too long,
and every choice feels like a betrayal waiting to happen.
She wanted Ilyaon.
She learned from Silawán.
But no one warned her what it would cost to be wanted back.
Unfold
Silawán’s voice nearly failed him.
“It means the firstborn of a broken Rite will walk between what was divided. Not fully claimed by the old vows. Not entirely shaped by them either.”
Amihan held his gaze, steady despite the tremor in her chest.
“Is that a curse?” she asked.
“No,” he said quietly. “It is a conseque……
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