Post by aurorax on May 3, 2010 8:50:14 GMT 10
Title: A New Era
Rating: PG
Prompt: #3- same but different.
Category: Up to 250 words
Word count: 250
Summary: They look at Roald and wish they saw Jon.
Notes: Yay drabbles!
Thayet watched her eldest son as he stretched a hand, so steady, towards the destiny that lay in wait. Years ago he would have hesitated, but this was not years ago and he was no longer a shy conflicted child with dreams and fears dancing equally behind his eyes. For a moment she wondered where her little boy was in this proud, confident man.
Then his fingers curled around the purple jewel and no light burst forth in a dazzling display of what was meant to be; they simply waited. With her mother’s eyes she saw him tremble and wished that she could take her son in her arms once more and tell him that everything was going to be all right; wished he would still believe her when she said that he would change the world.
The nobles looked at Roald and wished they saw Jon; this failure today- because that was what they would call it, a failure- would just increase the doubts and spread the talk. Thayet couldn’t understand why they didn’t see it, the fierce set of the chin that promised to never give up the fight, the weary cast of the gaze that spoke of longs nights sacrificed to the welfare of the realm.
Their voices, their hands, their gentle love for their children- her husband and her son were the same but different, and Jewel or no Jewel, Roald would live up to his father’s legacy in a way that was uniquely his own.
Rating: PG
Prompt: #3- same but different.
Category: Up to 250 words
Word count: 250
Summary: They look at Roald and wish they saw Jon.
Notes: Yay drabbles!
Thayet watched her eldest son as he stretched a hand, so steady, towards the destiny that lay in wait. Years ago he would have hesitated, but this was not years ago and he was no longer a shy conflicted child with dreams and fears dancing equally behind his eyes. For a moment she wondered where her little boy was in this proud, confident man.
Then his fingers curled around the purple jewel and no light burst forth in a dazzling display of what was meant to be; they simply waited. With her mother’s eyes she saw him tremble and wished that she could take her son in her arms once more and tell him that everything was going to be all right; wished he would still believe her when she said that he would change the world.
The nobles looked at Roald and wished they saw Jon; this failure today- because that was what they would call it, a failure- would just increase the doubts and spread the talk. Thayet couldn’t understand why they didn’t see it, the fierce set of the chin that promised to never give up the fight, the weary cast of the gaze that spoke of longs nights sacrificed to the welfare of the realm.
Their voices, their hands, their gentle love for their children- her husband and her son were the same but different, and Jewel or no Jewel, Roald would live up to his father’s legacy in a way that was uniquely his own.