Post by Rowena on Feb 10, 2010 10:08:51 GMT 10
Title: She’d Rather Dream
Rating: PG13
Length: 389
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: She should be happy about her upcoming marriage to Dom, but she’d rather dream about Sabine.
They met in dreams.
In Kel’s dreams she could dance with her love without fear of anyone watching, could kiss her love without the whispers that would always follow them. People didn’t understand, especially nobles. People could never understand, really.
Kel didn’t care that they were cruel to her, because at night she had her love, who was kind and brave and gentle and good; everything Kel admired and aspired to be.
She loved the nights, and during the day, she remembered.
“Kel, are you alright?”
She shook herself out of her daydream and smiled at Dom, whose deep blue eyes were watching her with concern. “What?”
“You’re doing it again, Kel. Drifting off when I’m talking to you.” He paused, his full mouth forming a frown, and asked “You’re not having second thoughts, are you?”
Kel forced a laugh, taking his hand. “Never, Dom, never.” He grinned and clasped her hand, drawing it up to cup his cheek. “I’m just a little tired-I’ve been busy with all the wedding preparations, you know.” She traced her finger down his jaw.
“I know,” Dom laughed, drawing her close. “I just want to make sure you’re not getting cold feet.”
Kel shook her head. “Just jitters. I’m completely sure about this, Dom.”
His smile as he drew her towards his chest could have stolen any woman’s heart, but even as she placed her cheek against his tunic, Kel hated that his chest was hard and rough instead of soft and giving. She longed for arms around her that were not muscled and strong, but smooth and tender.
In her life, she had Dom, and they had acceptance. And Dom was truly any woman’s dream.
But in Kel’s dreams, she had Sabine, the historic Lady Knight with the easy manner and laughing air, and if she could have crossed time to be by her side, she already would have. They wouldn’t have acceptance, but they would have each other.
Dom was talking about the guest list, and Kel forced her mind away from Sabine’s heady kisses to the man at her side, listening intently to plans for a wedding she wished she wouldn’t have. Dom cared about her, and it would be beyond rude to drift away for the third time that day.
She would simply have to wait until her dreams.
Rating: PG13
Length: 389
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: She should be happy about her upcoming marriage to Dom, but she’d rather dream about Sabine.
They met in dreams.
In Kel’s dreams she could dance with her love without fear of anyone watching, could kiss her love without the whispers that would always follow them. People didn’t understand, especially nobles. People could never understand, really.
Kel didn’t care that they were cruel to her, because at night she had her love, who was kind and brave and gentle and good; everything Kel admired and aspired to be.
She loved the nights, and during the day, she remembered.
“Kel, are you alright?”
She shook herself out of her daydream and smiled at Dom, whose deep blue eyes were watching her with concern. “What?”
“You’re doing it again, Kel. Drifting off when I’m talking to you.” He paused, his full mouth forming a frown, and asked “You’re not having second thoughts, are you?”
Kel forced a laugh, taking his hand. “Never, Dom, never.” He grinned and clasped her hand, drawing it up to cup his cheek. “I’m just a little tired-I’ve been busy with all the wedding preparations, you know.” She traced her finger down his jaw.
“I know,” Dom laughed, drawing her close. “I just want to make sure you’re not getting cold feet.”
Kel shook her head. “Just jitters. I’m completely sure about this, Dom.”
His smile as he drew her towards his chest could have stolen any woman’s heart, but even as she placed her cheek against his tunic, Kel hated that his chest was hard and rough instead of soft and giving. She longed for arms around her that were not muscled and strong, but smooth and tender.
In her life, she had Dom, and they had acceptance. And Dom was truly any woman’s dream.
But in Kel’s dreams, she had Sabine, the historic Lady Knight with the easy manner and laughing air, and if she could have crossed time to be by her side, she already would have. They wouldn’t have acceptance, but they would have each other.
Dom was talking about the guest list, and Kel forced her mind away from Sabine’s heady kisses to the man at her side, listening intently to plans for a wedding she wished she wouldn’t have. Dom cared about her, and it would be beyond rude to drift away for the third time that day.
She would simply have to wait until her dreams.