Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 8:20:29 GMT 10
Title: Love [4]
Rating: G
Word Count: 368
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings:
Summary: But three areas of it were absolutely non-negotiable...
Notes: Love is generally not my subject, but here's my go.
Sandry’s heart was open; it had always been that way. No matter how many times the children of her travels had ostracised her—or worse, grown into friendship with her just in time for her to leave—her heart remained open to it for the next time.
She had felt her draw to Daja immediately. She had known the girl hadn’t needed sticking up for, but necessity was not what drove Sandry: injustice and prejudice lit her fires. It had been one of the happiest days of her life to have made a friend and see her again—see her in a place that would be home, together. Daja was in a compartment of Sandry’s heart that would never release; it was closed, only because it knew the love within it would never leave.
She had felt the need to take Briar under her wing immediately. She didn’t tell him—he would have hated that—but she had done it as subtly as she could manage, usually with humour. She still smiled whenever he put milk and honey in his porridge. Her pride over the man Briar had become was endless. The compartment of her heart that Briar took up would also never open again; the love within it would never leave.
She had felt the need to befriend Tris immediately. Sandry could tell, after life as the outsider, what sort of child had never known true friendship; she wanted that to be something Tris would know in her life. When Tris had pointed out the worth of every article of Sandry’s clothing, she had desired nothing more than to help Tris see the world a new way—see people for their inner worth, rather than outer presentation. To see Tris smile these days, full and wide and beautiful, was one of the most wonderful sights she could witness. Tris’ compartment in Sandry’s heart would also never open again; the love within it would never leave.
Sandry still knew of her open heart—it would continue to welcome others in. But three areas of it were absolutely non-negotiable: those that belonged to Daja, Briar and Tris. Her heart had closed around them. She was in love for life.
Rating: G
Word Count: 368
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings:
Summary: But three areas of it were absolutely non-negotiable...
Notes: Love is generally not my subject, but here's my go.
Sandry’s heart was open; it had always been that way. No matter how many times the children of her travels had ostracised her—or worse, grown into friendship with her just in time for her to leave—her heart remained open to it for the next time.
She had felt her draw to Daja immediately. She had known the girl hadn’t needed sticking up for, but necessity was not what drove Sandry: injustice and prejudice lit her fires. It had been one of the happiest days of her life to have made a friend and see her again—see her in a place that would be home, together. Daja was in a compartment of Sandry’s heart that would never release; it was closed, only because it knew the love within it would never leave.
She had felt the need to take Briar under her wing immediately. She didn’t tell him—he would have hated that—but she had done it as subtly as she could manage, usually with humour. She still smiled whenever he put milk and honey in his porridge. Her pride over the man Briar had become was endless. The compartment of her heart that Briar took up would also never open again; the love within it would never leave.
She had felt the need to befriend Tris immediately. Sandry could tell, after life as the outsider, what sort of child had never known true friendship; she wanted that to be something Tris would know in her life. When Tris had pointed out the worth of every article of Sandry’s clothing, she had desired nothing more than to help Tris see the world a new way—see people for their inner worth, rather than outer presentation. To see Tris smile these days, full and wide and beautiful, was one of the most wonderful sights she could witness. Tris’ compartment in Sandry’s heart would also never open again; the love within it would never leave.
Sandry still knew of her open heart—it would continue to welcome others in. But three areas of it were absolutely non-negotiable: those that belonged to Daja, Briar and Tris. Her heart had closed around them. She was in love for life.