Post by aurorax on Jun 22, 2009 13:47:07 GMT 10
I needed ideas, so I went back and did all the old prompts for this board and the May contest. My first true 100-word drabbles. 6 drabbles; prompts #1-3 and GDT #1-3.
Title: Pony
Rating: PG
Prompt: Colour, #1
Summary: Dom hides it very well, but he’s always been a bit jealous of Neal.
The first time Neal had made the room glow emerald during one of his many tantrums, everyone in the family had rushed over to the child. They said he had the Queenscove Gift, his father’s strength. Dom had been forgotten, locked outside, trying to make colors in the rain.
Then Neal had come to find him and asked for help with the new pony; it was so very big. And he knew everything would be all right. He couldn’t heal, no, but he could beat even the older boys with a sword, and they were to be pages come fall.
Title: Protection
Rating: PG
Prompt: Hauntings, #2
Summary: How did Tobe make it from Haven to Kel and Wyldon to warn them of the attack? He had an interesting scouting party.
Tobe didn’t know the way, but the horse wouldn’t let him fall. It was dark and cold, and the image of fires still blinded his tear-whipped eyes. Everything was fire, blackness and white-hot heat, the darkness of his heart and the burn of anger that this could happen to their Haven.
As the familiar faces began to dance before his eyes, Tobe thought he was dreaming. But as the trumpet calls jerked him awake at the gates, he knew that they had been guiding him to her. To Kel. Because she would make it better; she would get them back.
Title: Letters
Rating: PG
Prompt: Addiction, #3
Summary: Those left behind wait in fear of the news of the war. I was picturing Yuki, Shinko, Ilane, and the Duchess of Queenscove.
They got letters with tea. Over the last few months it had grown from a welcome reminder of better times to a source of anxiety- Were the roads truly that bad? It had been two weeks. And then the pauses started, the moment they all needed to brace themselves for the knowledge that this might be the letter, the last one. That they would open it to look upon a stranger’s hand and stranger’s apology. Now that news of the rescue mission had reached Corus, it was simply an addiction. Not everyone would make it- but they had to know.
Title: Squire Swap
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Switch, GDT #1
Summary: What if Kel had gone through with Neal’s offer to swap knightmasters? You never know, Raoul did it with the last one. Sad.
It wasn’t the first time Raoul had written this type of letter, but it was certainly the hardest. It wasn’t his fault- the mages still didn’t know what the strange machine was, and no amount of training could defeat death. But the fact remained that this was Baird’s final son; the words just wouldn’t come.
She watched her former squire half-fall pale upon the iron threshold, blinded by the swirling colors as all the mages in the room searched unsuccessfully for traces of protective spell. As accusations of trickery rained down regardless, Alanna wondered once again why they had insisted.
Title: Legacy
Rating: PG
Prompt: Numbers, GDT #2
Summary: Kally grows up (I’m a huge Kally fan). Part of a larger series of one-shots about her childhood that I’m working on.
She was four when she first asked about her name. Grandpa Myles had spent the afternoon giving Roald history lessons, and she had sat outside listening until the nurse came to take her away. No one ever mentioned Kalasin.
She was nine when she finally got an answer, from her godmother. It was Buri who found her and held her in the forest after the last meeting with Father.
Anyone who watched her ride said it was the K’miri blood. Only Roald noticed the cuts and bruises, the hours of hidden practice; but he wouldn’t tell. Everyone needed a legacy.
Title: The King’s Own Girl
Rating: PG
Prompt: Villian, GDT #3
Summary: I don’t hate Cleon- I just thought that the flooding was well-timed.
She watched the lone man’s back with eyes as bleak as the Scanran winds that whistled between the long tent rows. Not a single tear escaped, but they didn’t expect any to. She had learned long ago to be stone.
She was Kel, their Kel. No man would live long enough to watch himself break her heart.
When they caught the same pain mirrored in his gaze, they slowly relaxed grips on sword hilts and belt knives. It hadn’t been easy for either then- but that didn’t mean he hadn’t hurt her.
Their girl was better off without a man.
Title: Pony
Rating: PG
Prompt: Colour, #1
Summary: Dom hides it very well, but he’s always been a bit jealous of Neal.
The first time Neal had made the room glow emerald during one of his many tantrums, everyone in the family had rushed over to the child. They said he had the Queenscove Gift, his father’s strength. Dom had been forgotten, locked outside, trying to make colors in the rain.
Then Neal had come to find him and asked for help with the new pony; it was so very big. And he knew everything would be all right. He couldn’t heal, no, but he could beat even the older boys with a sword, and they were to be pages come fall.
Title: Protection
Rating: PG
Prompt: Hauntings, #2
Summary: How did Tobe make it from Haven to Kel and Wyldon to warn them of the attack? He had an interesting scouting party.
Tobe didn’t know the way, but the horse wouldn’t let him fall. It was dark and cold, and the image of fires still blinded his tear-whipped eyes. Everything was fire, blackness and white-hot heat, the darkness of his heart and the burn of anger that this could happen to their Haven.
As the familiar faces began to dance before his eyes, Tobe thought he was dreaming. But as the trumpet calls jerked him awake at the gates, he knew that they had been guiding him to her. To Kel. Because she would make it better; she would get them back.
Title: Letters
Rating: PG
Prompt: Addiction, #3
Summary: Those left behind wait in fear of the news of the war. I was picturing Yuki, Shinko, Ilane, and the Duchess of Queenscove.
They got letters with tea. Over the last few months it had grown from a welcome reminder of better times to a source of anxiety- Were the roads truly that bad? It had been two weeks. And then the pauses started, the moment they all needed to brace themselves for the knowledge that this might be the letter, the last one. That they would open it to look upon a stranger’s hand and stranger’s apology. Now that news of the rescue mission had reached Corus, it was simply an addiction. Not everyone would make it- but they had to know.
Title: Squire Swap
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Switch, GDT #1
Summary: What if Kel had gone through with Neal’s offer to swap knightmasters? You never know, Raoul did it with the last one. Sad.
It wasn’t the first time Raoul had written this type of letter, but it was certainly the hardest. It wasn’t his fault- the mages still didn’t know what the strange machine was, and no amount of training could defeat death. But the fact remained that this was Baird’s final son; the words just wouldn’t come.
She watched her former squire half-fall pale upon the iron threshold, blinded by the swirling colors as all the mages in the room searched unsuccessfully for traces of protective spell. As accusations of trickery rained down regardless, Alanna wondered once again why they had insisted.
Title: Legacy
Rating: PG
Prompt: Numbers, GDT #2
Summary: Kally grows up (I’m a huge Kally fan). Part of a larger series of one-shots about her childhood that I’m working on.
She was four when she first asked about her name. Grandpa Myles had spent the afternoon giving Roald history lessons, and she had sat outside listening until the nurse came to take her away. No one ever mentioned Kalasin.
She was nine when she finally got an answer, from her godmother. It was Buri who found her and held her in the forest after the last meeting with Father.
Anyone who watched her ride said it was the K’miri blood. Only Roald noticed the cuts and bruises, the hours of hidden practice; but he wouldn’t tell. Everyone needed a legacy.
Title: The King’s Own Girl
Rating: PG
Prompt: Villian, GDT #3
Summary: I don’t hate Cleon- I just thought that the flooding was well-timed.
She watched the lone man’s back with eyes as bleak as the Scanran winds that whistled between the long tent rows. Not a single tear escaped, but they didn’t expect any to. She had learned long ago to be stone.
She was Kel, their Kel. No man would live long enough to watch himself break her heart.
When they caught the same pain mirrored in his gaze, they slowly relaxed grips on sword hilts and belt knives. It hadn’t been easy for either then- but that didn’t mean he hadn’t hurt her.
Their girl was better off without a man.
I love #5 in particular, cos omg, Kel and the Own and the breakup with Cleon (though there's a little typo there with 'too', should be 'to'). And #1 is just too cute! And #4, with Kally, is just wonderful. 
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!