Part two of a special story for a special person who asked for something special…
With love always…
Speak into the Air
It had been, to tell the truth, longer than Tera realized for Lily. Once, long ago, Lily had loved to listen to the dreams of others … to taste them … to slip into them … to make them … real.
After reading the note, talking with Tera, and trying to decide on what she would do, Lily found herself in a part of her home that she hadn’t been in for ages. That in itself wasn’t the real problem; the problem was that she was trying to find who she once was and be, really, who she should be. Who she should be was the being that once gave inspiration to some, pleasure to others, but, most of all, the being who managed to make the impossible … possible.
To do that, one started with one’s presentation.
She had gone into the part of her home where she gathered herself together, focused her body, mind, and soul on what she wanted to do. But it was primarily the place where she looked into the mirror that every succubi and incubi had, the mirror in which the owner saw things that weren’t seen by anyone else but herself. She looked into that mirror and found that she didn’t like who she saw. She turned away from the mirror, disgusted with herself for thinking that she could be who she once was.
“Come back here.”
Lily stopped in her tracks and turned around, sighing, “I haven’t heard your voice in a while.”
Lily saw her other self in the mirror. She had expected that, but was taken aback when she saw a black minidress, strappy heels, a silver tail moving behind her almost hypnotically. Her other self, her Tail self, looked … alive … powerful …
… everything that Lily wasn’t.
“You’ve never taken the chance to come in here. Oh I know why … You couldn’t face me, could you?”
Lily shrugged in resignation, “I didn’t need you berating me. So why be here now?”
“Because you need a kick in the ass. Enough of the crap, Lily: get your head out of your ass, get yourself cleaned up, and get over yourself.”
Lily just stood there … Then she started to laugh, which, apparently, didn’t make her reflection very happy, given the way her tail was twisting behind her.
“He’s gone Lily. Face it.”
The laughter ended abruptly. For a long moment the two succubi just looked at each other.
“I can’t do this. I’ll call Tera and tell her to send someone else.”
“You were asked for.”
“Someone else can look like me and …”
“… and not be you.”
“The client won’t …”
“… the client most certainly will know.”
Lily threw up her hands and walked in a circle in front of the mirror. Her reflection, however, didn’t move, but just stood there, tapping a fingernail against the glass of the mirror and continuing to talk to her, “You think that losing him, losing all of them, doesn’t haunt me?”
“Doesn’t look like it. I’m sure you and the other Tails are having all kinds of fun at my expense.”
“Lily? Fuck you.”
“Wasn’t I clear? You can go and fuck yourself. It’s not like you haven’t been for a long time now, has it?”
Lily stopped pacing and then dropped to the floor, sitting there and just staring at her Tail in the mirror.
“Now that you are at least looking at me, let me tell you something. And you don’t say a word or move an inch until I’m done, understand?”
When Lily didn’t answer, it was taken as being understood and her Tail started on her … “You’ve been sulking here for far too long. You’ve refused to do anything to overcome what happened. You won’t consider that you are needed or wanted. All you want to do is sit here and watch your home slowly crumble into dust and then bury yourself in it.”
Lily was hurt by those words. But she didn’t say anything.
“You have no idea how many here want you to be part of their lives, how many are willing to help you get better. I’m not talking about the incubi or succubi that would love to be with you; I’m talking about those out there who want you to heal in ways that just being with others can’t accomplish.”
She then showed Lily what looked to be the note that Tera had given her, and Lily looked shocked as she continued: “You have no concept what happens if you don’t answer this letter. But since you are focused on getting out of it now that you are facing the fact that you have to respond, maybe you should just let me take over and you can go and hide.”
The two looked at each other and then Lily finally answered, “You wouldn’t …” And then Lily found herself stumbling onto her heels as she said, “… dare.”
She wasn’t in the same place as she had been. The room was bright, not a speck of dust to be seen. She faced a mirror, again, not the same one she had been looking into a moment before and she saw …
… herself changed.
For a long time, all she could do was look in the mirror and see herself as she now was: her hair bright red once more, perfectly shaped; one of her once-favorite silver dresses—the one that started just above the straps over her heels—flowing like water over her form and covering her like a second skin right up to her neckline. It even covered her arms, leaving them shiny and smooth in the light. Behind, her feathered wings, perfectly white, fluttered as her tail seemed to peek out from behind her, as if checking to see that all was exactly right.
It wasn’t, not quite. Her tail moved up to one of her horns and pushed a lock of hair back into the exact place it should be: “There. You can thank me later.”
Lily was not pleased by what had happened, and moved to pull the dress off herself, but her tail poked her side in annoyance. “What are you doing?”
“Taking this off.”
“You actually can’t remember? This particular dress you can’t take off unless …”
Lily sighed, “… unless the one that summons me does so … Darn you!”
“So now you have to go.”
“I can’t! I’m not ready! I …”
“You are stalling. You know exactly what is being asked of you. You and Tera figured it out; all you have to do is believe in yourself and make it happen.”
Lily looked into the mirror as her tail wrapped itself around her waist and gave her a hug. “If I didn’t believe you could do this, I wouldn’t be pushing you.”
Lily just looked at herself and tried, really tried to smile, to be a little bit happy, to … to try. But the doubts about herself were deep and she didn’t feel like she was making any headway against it all. “I don’t believe in … me.”
Her tail moved behind her and then she found herself looking at the note that it held on its tip: “They do.”
Lily took the note and read it again, tracing the words once more to remind herself. To try and capture the hope that she needed to have before she saw them.
“What if I mess this up?”
“Do you honestly believe that you aren’t going to try to make this happen?”
“It’s gone wrong before.”
There was silence … but then an answer, “If you believe it will, then it will. So don’t.”
Lily managed to nod before she focused her thoughts and disappeared in a puff of orange smelling smoke …