Naming -- The Immortals series fanfic - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: Naming
Fandom: The Immortals Series (Tortall)
Disclaimer: Not my characters.  Just for fun.
Warnings: none, really, though basic knowledge of Wild Magic helps.
Pairings: none
Wordcount: 300
Rating: PG
Point of view: first

They call it madness, those humans. They don’t understand, even the ones with the Gift. They can’t see what’s really there, who she really is. They look into her gray-blue eyes and see only a girl-child with pain in her past. They don’t see her—

We do, though. We’ve watched her grow and come into her own. We sensed her power before she knew she was different; we could feel the catalyst in her before her mother decided she had no Gift. 

A rare kind, our girl, a rare one indeed. We all followed where she walked; we all answered her call, before she even knew she’d asked. We would choose her over ourselves, even over our children.

She was our child, one of the few left.

They call it madness. ‘Wild magic,’ a type that takes and takes and never gives back. Magic that will never be as useful as the Gift, as Sight or weather-meddling or healing. They cannot see the true power she wields, unknowing.

She is ours, and unlike the rest, she never commands. She never takes from the world like it is her due; she requests, gently and softly, and we will give her anything she wants. She listens and hears; she sees and she knows. 

They call it madness because they cannot see. She sees more than any of the Gifted before her; if she asked, we would go to war for her. All of us, together, united for her. 

And they call her gentle power madness. She does not control it, or it her—she simply is. Where she walks, we stand in the shadows, waiting. When she pauses, we step out into the light and bask in her glow, her presence. 

They call it madness, but we call it love. We know.