Carbon Kiwi
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Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 7:16:50 GMT 10
Title: Empty Rating: G Word Count: 175 Paring: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: “Lark, I miss home,” Sandry said. Notes: I needed a break for something random.
Sandry didn’t know emptiness until she could no longer feel her siblings within her mind. She knew she had felt this once, years before…but it felt long ago, now; she had barely managed two digits to her age then. She had grown with Briar, Tris and Daja—how could they be gone now?
Travelling, Sandry knew. She had aged on the road, during the journeys between the Here’s and the There’s. She hadn’t known growth until she had found a real home.
She had thought home was a place: Discipline.
But as Lark tilted her head, as if unthinkingly searching for further sound, Sandry thought that Discipline must only have been a part. There was no Briar grumbling or rumbling, no Tris reading or lecturing, no Daja smiling with her and offering tea.
“Lark, I miss home,” Sandry said.
When Lark’s eyes shot to Rosethorn’s room and back, Sandry understood that the flash of pain was not from the implication that Discipline might not be home, but from endless empathy.
“I know, Sandry: me too.”
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