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Post by max on Mar 5, 2010 0:04:39 GMT 10
Title: Zoroastriana Rating: G Length: 234 Competitor: Faleron Round/Fight: 2/A Summary: Zs are lame. Ima go to sleep for a few hours.
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It is something she wouldn’t have picked – ever; his obsession with distant lands. As a diplomats daughter it is something she herself has never longed for, but she watches him, sitting up in bed with some hefty book upon his lap, immersed in the accounts of travellers and traders to the most distant edges of the world. (Once she mentions he should talk to Raoul or Alanna or the Queen about their journeying, but he answers with a sheepish, ‘I already have’.)
And when he looks up, with his eyes swirling with these images of places and peoples, sometimes she swears she can almost see them too.
‘Kel,’ he says one night, waking her up by shaking her shoulder gently.
‘Mmmpfh?’
‘Kel, next year,’
‘Yesh…’ she mumbles, still trying to wake up.
‘There’s this thing, in Sarain, called the Fire Dance.’
‘So…?’
‘So we should go.’
‘Why?’
‘Kel, they say that it’ll change your life,’
‘Haven’t we had enough of the life-changing to last us a good century?’
‘Kel, they dance with fire.’
‘I kind of gathered that.’
She does her best to hide her fear in nonchalance.
He is stricken by wanderlust, and sometimes she is frightened that if she lets him go he will never come back.
And if that were ever to happen, it isn’t that she’s afraid of not knowing him anymore, but that she’s afraid she wouldn’t know herself.
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Post by journeycat on Mar 5, 2010 1:26:19 GMT 10
Such an interesting concept, and I love Faleron's wanderlust and Kel's fear of it. Beautiful, and melancholy.
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