A world in colour

In a world where everything is black and white, color is known to take hold when one meets their soulmate. Still this does not make the hunt for the 'one' any easier, the key is they eyes they are known to be the first hint of the truth.
Atrel x Connor
Teenager Connor is stuck on the camp his parents sent him to to 'fix' what's wrong with him. Atrel winds up in a mushroom ring very close to the camp and the young human comes across him seeking to escape the camp even for a little while.
Kat x Kit
With her brother in line for the throne, Kat feels more comfortable wandering around the human world on her own. On one of her trips she finds Kit sketching more treehouses
Nero x Vi
Deciding that he's in need of an assistant, the royal healer Nero takes a trip to the warehouse to see what's on offer and finds Vi.

It was a relief that he nodded a little, realizing that he was sitting on the window sill looking out at the garden she smiled a little “Come on, it’s a lovely day and the garden is a safer place to practice.” Turning she headed out and passed through the kitchen to get more honey for him aware that this was going to tire him and the shadows out. Once they were in the garden she nodded towards him “Pick a spot then” once he had she wandered over there and sat down with him, trying to figure out how she was going to do the teaching. “I’m sure by now you’ve figured out that shadows are alive sentient little things, once you have made contact with them you strengthen the bond until they want to do things for you and then you build on their strength so they have the ability to do what you need them to do, if that makes sense?” setting the large jar of honey down within reach of him she focused for a moment and summoned her shadows. Appearing, they slipped over to her to pool around her rather comfortably, the first thing to do was to install a line of contact between the faerie and his shadows, and she’d do her best to help him.

Going quiet she thought over how best to help him, “Those shadows feel connected to you, so the best way to communicate is to focus on what you want them to be, if you want wings visualize them down to the last detail. Show them what it is you want, let them feel what you want” deciding to give him a demonstration she focused on a picture in her mind, her shadows swirled around her hand forming themselves into a small song bird that flicked its wings and sung a soft song. “You can do it, I’ve got enough honey here to sustain you while you try” the bird spread its wings and flew up into the tree they were sitting underneath before she allowed the shape to dissipate. He already knew that she was a healer as she’d healed his wounds a few days after getting him home, he hadn’t complained about them so she had assumed until now that they were doing alright “How are your wounds?” ideally she would have liked to get a look at them to see how they were doing but she was hesitant to push too far.

Hesitant to push him, Renee nodded and went quiet, leaning back against the rough bark of the tree she was doing her best to ignore the side of her that wanted to implement some tough love on him. “I understand that im probably not someone you want to talk to, but you’re going to have to talk to somebody or whats happened to you will keep eating you from within. I get that you’ve been through trauma, really I do, but you’ve just been surviving, not living” she knew exactly what it was like to be shut down, to have unspeakable things happen, but she had long learned that surviving wasn’t enough and didn’t make you happy. One had to talk about their trauma to someone safe and start the journey to move past it “Surviving wont make you happy, you’ll remain stuck like this, wondering what the point of living is” hopefully what she had said might sink in and wasn’t too harsh “It doesn’t have to be me you talk to, but someone” her gaze flicked from him to the sky watching the clouds as they rolled past.

When she didn’t get a response she went quiet for a while, after half an hour or so she got up, excused herself and went about her business. The little cern made of grass did its best to reach Atrels twin as quickly as it could, however being so small it was about a month before it reached a portal and a couple of weeks to find where she was. Katherine was sitting out in the gardens looking somewhat pale and underweight, she’d stopped talking to everyone else after the excruciating pain had gone through her and it had only been for her mothers sake that she’d eaten anything, certain he was dead she’d just wanted to die so she could be with him although things had picked up a little when he began to share some sensations of being safe. Spotting the tiny creature when it crawled onto her shoe, she picked it up and studied it, recognizing the horns as her brothers work, instantly her instincts told her she needed to go to him, so she packed a small bag of necessities and let her mother know where she was going. Heading out into the human world she folded her wings underneath her clothes in an attempt to make it harder for poachers to come after her, wandering until she found the right place. Slipping into the garden, immediately feeling at home in it due to how happy all of the plants in it were, finally there he was “Trelly” somewhat hoarse thanks to everything she felt, Kat moved over to him feeling horror at the clear lack of wings on his back.

Hugging him tightly when his arms wrapped around her she hid her face in his hair, fighting back the tears that wanted to fall, what had been done to him was so horrific and she only knew that his wings were gone she didn’t know the rest of it just yet. “What happened?” was the only sentence she was able to put together so overwhelmed with emotion at being reunited with her twin. Filled with pain, love and an unstoppable rage at whoever had done this to her brother, Katherine just wanted to get her brother home into the faerie world where he would be safe until he had healed up and could decide what he wanted to do.

If he said it was safe here then she would trust his judgment,  “Yes, I told mother I was leaving and came right away, I’m so pleased to see you” even though he wasn’t in the best of health. Shifting a little so she could dump her small bag to the side she “We were all worried about you, father in particular, I’m glad you’re somewhere safe” looking him from where she had been hiding her face in him, Katherine glanced around the garden feeling her curiosity get the better of her. It was a well-maintained garden and all of the plants were thriving singing their praises of the woman who tended to them “Whos garden is this? It's wonderful” compared to the lands around it, it felt like an oasis for plants of a greater variety than just pine forest and some open meadows.

Taking a hold of his hand she glanced back at him in surprise when he mentioned the familiar name, quite sure that it was just a coincidence she nodded “She has quite the gift with plants, I’d almost think this was a faeries garden” leaning her head against his shoulder the princess closed her eyes and sighed. “I’m so relieved you’re alive, mother was happy to hear it and likely told father, will you be coming home with me today or staying here for a while longer?” she didn’t want to leave him here so she would stay too if he wanted her to. She would make something out of the grass and send it to Titania if that was the case, if not she would return home and make sure to visit him regularly until he was ready to leave, either option was okay so long as he was okay with it too.

Glancing at him, Kat didn’t bother trying to hide her surprise when he mentioned that he thought that it was the faerie, wondering now how many faeries were reborn as humans Katherine made a mental note to do some digging on that train of thought later on. When he confirmed that he wasn’t ready to head back with her, she just nodded “Okay, Do you want me to stay with you?” she wasn’t opposed to leaving court for a while to wander with her twin so that he wasn’t alone if he wanted her company. If he didn’t want her company she would just have to figure out what she was going to do with herself while he was gone, He was her twin and she cared about him so damn much, his hurt was her hurt and vice versa if she had a magic wand she’d wave it to fix everything so he could come home with her but she wasn’t about to rush him. Deciding to change the subject a little she murmured quietly "its amazing that she was also reincarnated if you're correct in your assumptions, I wonder if there is a reason why"

Throughout it all, Renee had remained friendly and supportive, welcoming the help in the garden from someone who was experienced with plants and had taken the opportunity to learn what she could from him while trying not to be too overwhelming. It’d been about three months since his sister had left, and she had watched the faeries mental state improve vastly with his twin's presence, now she felt comfortable in bringing up his wings again. Wandering outside with her usual straw brimmed hat, gardening gloves, and a couple of simple tools, she worked away ripping out weeds waiting for the wingless faerie to show up. Once he did she waited a while before going over to him not wanting to seem like she’d been lying in wait “Good afternoon, How are you today?” starting to work next to him she didn’t say much more working on getting out a particularly annoying weed that was refusing to come out of the earth. “I was thinking, you’ve bonded enough with the shadows to ask them to take the shape of wings, they’re likely strong enough to hold that shape for a while and I believe eventually will be able to do it without you having to think about it” looking down at the weed as she finally managed to extract it, the shadow mistress looked rather pleased to get it out.

She could understand that he likely didn’t wish to get his hopes up “If you don’t try you wont know, shadows are extraordinary beings, put your trust in them and believe in them, your wounds have long healed, you can do it.” Sighing she studied the ground she was working with “Those shadows have the potential to be wings or Ice would not have put them there. It may not work at first, shadows are a skill after all, but if you have the willpower and put the time in it will happen. I know it. Killian once explained shadows to me as, the only thing that limits them is your imagination, they can do anything, be anything, watch” seeming to focus for a few moments, some of her shadows flicked over and attached themselves to her back arranging themselves as a very familiar pair of wings. Albeit black instead of their original colour, the pattern of them and the pattern of veins in them was unmistakable, they were her previous self’s wings. Flicking her gaze to him, she let the wings flare for a few moments before relaxing them, her point was that if she could do it so could he.

Relieved that he was willing to give it a go, Renee hastened to explain “You have to want it, to will it to feel it, remember what they looked like and how they felt, see them in your minds eye” that was her best way of explaining it all. She had no idea that the wings she visualised and had gained through her shadows were the ones she’d had in a previous life, indeed she had no idea that she was reborn at all. Brushing her hair back out of her face and rocking back shifting the weight from her knees to her feet, Renee watched the garden wary of putting too much pressure on him.

Watching as he focused, her features lit up watching as the wings did their best they soon vanished “Well done! That was fantastic for your first go! There were wings there” aware that he’d be wanting some honey after that effort, Renee nodded “Go get something to eat and keep practicing, if you work at it you’ll wind up with wings again I’m now completely sure of it” thrilled that the idea had worked even if it was only a little bit, she was convinced that he would eventually be able to have wings constantly on his back whenever he wanted them.

Sitting in the lowest branches of the old oak tree, she was sitting leaning against the trunk of the tree with her fantail soul shadow perched on a branch nearby. The other branches seemed to be covered in inky black shadows small black blobs each with a different coloured pair of eyes attached to it, spotting Atrel supposedly looking for their mistress they called out to him the younger ones squeaking while the older ones created a tentacle to beckon him over. Opening her eyes disrupted from her thoughts at their noises, a warm smile settled on her lips “Oh good morning, is there anything I can do to help you?” she had long become quite fond of him and saw him as a friend, although she could see that there was something different this time.