Post by Lisa on May 15, 2011 2:44:52 GMT 10
Title: Never Go Back
Series: Opening Lines
Rating: PG
Word Count: 279
Pairing: Maura/Kel
Fight: 3/B
Summary: Dreams have a way of taking you back when reality won’t allow it. Based on the opening line from Daphne Du Maurier's “Rebecca”.
Last night I dreamed I went to Mindelan again. I was climbing the stairs to Lady Ilane’s sitting room, where the children gathered and tea was shared – that strange, green tea served in cups with no handles, where adults slurped along with children, claiming that it was a proper way of showing respect for the tea-maker. To this day I still wonder if they were simply playing a game with me, but then, Lady Yukimi did the same, when Kel and I visited her private rooms.
My dreams seemed to be a joke on me, like I suspected of those Mindelan children. I was home again, in so many ways, with people I had considered family for so long. I wonder if Anders’s wife still has a knack for sneering at those she considers somehow beneath her; she always managed to make us feel inferior, because of our relationship, or maybe because of our lack of children.
Kel was in my dream, sitting by the window. Her face had been turned up into the sunlight, her eyes bright and almost green. She turned to me and her lips curved into a smile as she said my name, recalling so many memories of her smiles. In my dream, I knew I beheld something precious and dear, but it was even stronger upon waking.
My bed in Dunlath was cold, and the air was crisp around me when I awoke. I shivered, wishing I could go back to the sunny warmth of Mindelan, to Kel’s smiling face. Pleasant dreams – dreams I have so often – are often destroyed by the reality of waking up, of recognizing that one can never go back.
QC by: greenie
Series: Opening Lines
Rating: PG
Word Count: 279
Pairing: Maura/Kel
Fight: 3/B
Summary: Dreams have a way of taking you back when reality won’t allow it. Based on the opening line from Daphne Du Maurier's “Rebecca”.
Last night I dreamed I went to Mindelan again. I was climbing the stairs to Lady Ilane’s sitting room, where the children gathered and tea was shared – that strange, green tea served in cups with no handles, where adults slurped along with children, claiming that it was a proper way of showing respect for the tea-maker. To this day I still wonder if they were simply playing a game with me, but then, Lady Yukimi did the same, when Kel and I visited her private rooms.
My dreams seemed to be a joke on me, like I suspected of those Mindelan children. I was home again, in so many ways, with people I had considered family for so long. I wonder if Anders’s wife still has a knack for sneering at those she considers somehow beneath her; she always managed to make us feel inferior, because of our relationship, or maybe because of our lack of children.
Kel was in my dream, sitting by the window. Her face had been turned up into the sunlight, her eyes bright and almost green. She turned to me and her lips curved into a smile as she said my name, recalling so many memories of her smiles. In my dream, I knew I beheld something precious and dear, but it was even stronger upon waking.
My bed in Dunlath was cold, and the air was crisp around me when I awoke. I shivered, wishing I could go back to the sunny warmth of Mindelan, to Kel’s smiling face. Pleasant dreams – dreams I have so often – are often destroyed by the reality of waking up, of recognizing that one can never go back.
QC by: greenie