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Post by Katty on Nov 15, 2011 23:32:08 GMT 10
Title: Darkness Rating: PG Words: 216 Summary: The absence of light, both physical and metaphorical. Sandry/Briar fic. Note: Ficlet written for Em in thanks for her general awesomeness (i.e. there was a specific reason but I forgot it).
The night is dark, and Sandry stares at the ceiling, listless in the summer heat. She has the power to create things of beauty and things of use. The two are not mutually exclusive though, and she turns the thought over in her mind. She can see the use of a well-made ball gown, and the beauty of bandages that heal a wound faster. Not all things are one or the other; some are both, and Sandry prefers that.
Sandry likes to be surrounded by people who are both beautiful and useful too. But pretty and useful people are much more complex than pretty and useful things. Things can be put back as they were, and mended by magic. A skillful mage can make it so that the break never happened.
People are different though. Emotional scars cannot be smoothed over with spells, and confidence cannot be put back together with invisible glue. Mages are limited in their abilities to heal wounds of the heart and mind.
As she feels Briar toss and turn in the bed, trapped in another nightmare, she wraps one slender arm over him and tries to soothe him. Her heart aches for him, and she wishes she could do something.
Some people, no matter how beautiful or useful, cannot be mended.
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Post by Kypriotha on Nov 16, 2011 6:43:52 GMT 10
Oh, this is just lovely and so like Sandry
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Post by Katty on Nov 16, 2011 8:00:09 GMT 10
Thanks Kyp ;D
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Post by Cass on Nov 17, 2011 14:39:12 GMT 10
Ohhh, the ending
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Post by wordy on Mar 22, 2012 10:35:18 GMT 10
I don't know why I haven't replied to this yet! Anyway, this is stunning, Kat!
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