Carbon Kiwi
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Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 8:18:31 GMT 10
Title: Love [1] Rating: G Word Count: 221 Pairing: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: Years ago, Tris would never have comprehended being in love. Notes: Love is generally not my subject, but here's my go.
Years ago, Tris would never have comprehended being in love. She had sought it as an outside force, something that she had to gather and garner into her life but failed to do so. It had taken her nearly a decade to realise she could not find love because she was already in it; she found herself instead, amongst those she knew best.
She understood that when Briar said, “I couldn’t sleep,” he had been woken by nightmares of the dead he could not save and the pain that had been forced upon his lifetime. She knew to squeeze his hand and sprinkle a few herbs under his pillow.
She understood that when Sandry said, “I’ve been working too much,” she was lonely. Tris would visit her at the citadel and occasionally stay for a few days, or bring Sandry back to Cheeseman so they could all smother her in love.
She understood that when Daja said, “My house feels empty,” that she had noticed her family had been travelling often. Tris and Briar, when at last together again, would collect Sandry and gather their family together again. Sometimes on those occasions they would visit Lark and Rosethorn at Discipline.
Occasionally it was spoken, but primarily Tris’ love was of action and affection—the affection and actions she afforded few others.
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