"The Third Eye Opens"
The tab dissolved on Davinaβs tongue like a secret. Bitterness bloomed, then faded. Ellie watched her with those honey-warm eyes, her own tab already dancing under her tongue.
They sat cross-legged in a circle of cushions, deep in the back room of Trippy Treasuresβa place that looked like it had been pulled from the mind of a cosmic octopus. The air smelled of patchouli and cannabis, and black light bathed everything in violet glow. Their hands touched, fingers laced loosely. The connection hummed even before the acid hit.
They werenβt dating. Not yet. But theyβd been orbiting each other for weeksβat open mics, art shows, in parks where Davina spun poi and Ellie read poems about ghosts and girls. Something had been blooming in the shadows, and tonight theyβd decided to take the veil off.
βI want to see everything,β Ellie whispered.
βEven the stuff thatβs too much?β Davina asked, her voice soft like a chord plucked on a harp made of glass.
βEspecially that.β
The come-up hit slowly, like the sun rising in reverse. Colors deepened. Time fractured. The musicβwas there music?βbecame a liquid creature slithering through the air. Laughter bubbled up between them, and suddenly the floor wasnβt floor but a ripple of breathing colors. Ellie lay back and stared at the ceiling, where a black light mandala began to pulse like it knew her name.
Davina hovered above her, glowing. Her hair shimmered with ultraviolet threads, and her pupils were huge, swimming. She touched Ellieβs cheek, and her fingers left trails of light.
βYouβre so beautiful,β Davina said. βItβs terrifying.β
Ellie giggled. βWhy terrifying?β
βBecause I can see your soul. Itβs loud. And itβs singing to mine.β
Ellie sat up and kissed her.
It wasnβt a βmaybe weβll kissβ kind of kiss. It was a deep, slow, third-eye-opening kiss. A soul dissolve. Their body paint smeared together. Ellieβs skin was galaxies. Davinaβs skin was the same.
They lay there in each otherβs arms, lost in each other's breath and heartbeats, floating through dimensions that didnβt have names. The acid stripped away fear, left only truth. Davina cried at one point, overwhelmed by the purity of the moment. Ellie held her like a spell.
Later, they watched the sunrise from the roof of the shop, wrapped in a fuzzy blanket that smelled like sage and resin. The sky was pink and orange, melting into itself like a slow sigh.
βDid we fall in love tonight?β Ellie asked.
βI think we just remembered that we already were,β Davina said.
They held hands.
The trip ended.
The love stayed.
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