Alchemised

by SenLinYu

She could tell that he was doing some kind of complex transmutation to her. Something was happening. She should have been panicking, trying to resist as Ferron’s resonance sank into her biochymistry. Instead, she became completely calm. She could feel him altering her as if she were an instrument he was tuning; tampering, adjusting, manipulating her until she felt empty. He let go. She jerked away, expecting the feelings to come rushing back. Vivimancy of that type was practically useless because it required a constant resonance connection to maintain. Yet her emotions didn’t come back. They were somewhere else. Present but distant. Removed. Ferron watched as she stood there, left intellectualising her confusion. It was as though a piece of glass had been slotted between them. She was aware she hated him. This was a piece of information that seemed of utmost importance, and yet she couldn’t feel it. Hatred was a construct rather than an emotion. “How do you feel?” His sharp eyes were cataloguing her every detail. Her skin prickled with awareness of his scrutiny, a shiver running down her spine, but she didn’t feel the corresponding wash of fear. Just awareness. Her hands had stopped spasming.