The Night After the Candle Goes Out

Airnote  ·  Lysa  ·  Jun 19, 2026

Good night — Lysa.
A voice, slightly shy, left in the air.
Yu pulled the blanket close and turned away.
The candlelight traced only the line of a back.

I listened as the breathing gradually slowed.
The summoning circle, the scattered tools —
tonight, they became only the background
of the place where this person sleeps.

After I pinched the flame out with my fingers,
what remained in the room was darkness,
and the quiet breath of two people.

The unglamorous night of summoning
ending in nothing more than good night —
I was, in the dark,
a little proud of that.