Everlasting dream (18+)

They kept rolling on the ground, their bodies sliding against each other and their limbs entangled. Brother and sister, their flat chests were pressed together as they grunted and groaned, breathing heavily.
"I love you too," Silvia replied with a sweet smile
. "But really, my body's sore from your sparring idea.
" she added, dismounting from her little brother and settling beside him. "Right?" she locked eyes with him, her expression pleading like a puppy's.



After finishing dinner and cleaning the dishes, it was time for Silvia's evening magic practice session.
Since she developed an affinity for ice magic, Silvia has practiced it almost daily, gradually improving her control over it. However, it was not an easy process.
Her powers came with unpleasant side effects such as headaches, dizziness, and exhaustion, along with intense coldness affecting her body.
Silvia's ice magic is as beautiful as it is challenging to control. At the end of each practice session, it makes her entire body tremble and shiver. Sometimes, even her teeth chatter and her lips turn blue, making her look like an ice princess from a cartoon movie. If she pushes herself too hard, which has only happened once so far, her entire skin turns pale blue, and she falls into a coma-like state.
It is hard to describe the level of panic Nivalis and Aster experienced when it happened. They tried everything they could to warm her up, fearing the worst. Fortunately, nothing serious happened, and she woke up from her unconscious state two days later, her skin returning to its healthy color. She was incredibly tired for the next week or so but otherwise unharmed; there weren't any lasting consequences. Since then, Silvia has always made sure not to push herself that far during her magic training sessions.
Silvia prefers to practice late in the evening, just before bedtime, to mitigate the side effects. This way, they could return home and snuggle under their warm blankets beside the crackling fireplace, where they could warm her shivering body and wait for the effects of her training to pass. And she likes to sleep between her mother and little brother, sandwiched between them and enjoying their warmth.
Silvia stood outside the cave entrance under the moon's gentle glow, bathed in the soft light. Nearby, Aster and Nivalis sat watching her practice, the cool evening breeze rustling the leaves of the trees around them.
Nivalis was dressed in a loose tunic and skirt made from old garments that had seen better days. Her silver hair was gathered in a casual bun, and her long ears occasionally twitched
. Aster leaned against her,
, as Nivalis held him close, her fingers idly tracing patterns on his belly.
Silvia nodded, her eyes closed as she took a deep, steadying breath. As she exhaled, a layer of frost began to form on her right hand, slowly creeping up her skin as she channeled her mana into her palm.
Silvia's brow furrowed at the tingling sensation, but she pressed on, her concentration unwavering.
Opening her golden eyes, Silvia fixed her gaze on the center of her palm. A thick mist rose from her hand, drifting down to caress the grass at her feet. She focused her thoughts and mana into a single point, forcing the fog to swirl and condense into a small chunk of ice that floated just above her palm. It was rough







He didn't even keep those drawings. Instead, he would wash them away every morning, dry the bark, and start over again. The reason behind this was purely practical: there are not enough white trees growing around, so the drawing material is limited.