Post by max on Feb 5, 2010 18:41:15 GMT 10
Title: Height Of Flight III
Rating: PG
Length: 223
Competitor: Uline
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Uline's remedy for Keladry's vertigo.
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At least there’s a ladder, Kel tried to comfort herself, hanging onto the flimsy rope-and-rung contraption as it swung under her weight.
Then there were arms around her, pulling her up onto a branch, and she realised she had made it into the crown, was watching Uline, smiling, sitting opposite her where the branch narrowed out and away from the trunk of the tree.
‘You did it!’ she said, and reached out to cup Kel’s chin in her hand.
‘You didn’t really give me a choice,’ Kel grumbled, taking in Uline’s appearance – breast band and petticoat, shaking her head.
‘There’s always a choice, Kel,’ said Uline, suddenly solemn. ‘You can either watch the distance,’ and now she was standing on the branch, pulling herself up onto the one above, and Kel followed, finding herself suddenly on a small, wooden platform. ‘Or the view.’
Cool hands touched her chin, turning her west, and there was Hannalof, stretching away into the haze where the royal forest met it, the sky a wide bowl of blue above it until it met and merged with the distant ribbon of the sea.
‘Thank you for bringing me here,’ said Kel, eyes drinking in this world of theirs, hardly noticing the rustle of cloth until the hourglass piece of fabric fluttered down into her lap.
‘We’re… not quite done…’
Rating: PG
Length: 223
Competitor: Uline
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Uline's remedy for Keladry's vertigo.
===========================
At least there’s a ladder, Kel tried to comfort herself, hanging onto the flimsy rope-and-rung contraption as it swung under her weight.
Then there were arms around her, pulling her up onto a branch, and she realised she had made it into the crown, was watching Uline, smiling, sitting opposite her where the branch narrowed out and away from the trunk of the tree.
‘You did it!’ she said, and reached out to cup Kel’s chin in her hand.
‘You didn’t really give me a choice,’ Kel grumbled, taking in Uline’s appearance – breast band and petticoat, shaking her head.
‘There’s always a choice, Kel,’ said Uline, suddenly solemn. ‘You can either watch the distance,’ and now she was standing on the branch, pulling herself up onto the one above, and Kel followed, finding herself suddenly on a small, wooden platform. ‘Or the view.’
Cool hands touched her chin, turning her west, and there was Hannalof, stretching away into the haze where the royal forest met it, the sky a wide bowl of blue above it until it met and merged with the distant ribbon of the sea.
‘Thank you for bringing me here,’ said Kel, eyes drinking in this world of theirs, hardly noticing the rustle of cloth until the hourglass piece of fabric fluttered down into her lap.
‘We’re… not quite done…’
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!