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rainbowfic2015-03-12 08:00 pm
Dandelion Yellow #4, Platinum Blonde #13
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Ascension
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Dandelion Yellow #4. retirees, Platinum Blonde #13. She's still drunk from last night.
Supplies and Materials: photography, miniature, frame (1037 FY), fabric, yarn
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Nolani
Warnings: Discussion of character/parental death.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Nolani never really loses her awe of her mother, even into her seventies.
Nolani hardly believed it.
She wasn’t actually nervous, following in such footsteps. She’d been Queen for decades, after all, if only a consort, and had spent years learning how to rule. She was prepared--or she’d thought she was.
Nor was it mourning--oh, she did mourn her mother, despite their complex relationship.
But how could Mother be dead? How could Queen Kesshare’s will ever be defeated?
Yet, here she was, on the Crystal Throne, in her mother’s place.
Nolani was a woman of wisdom and years, a grandmother and now a Queen twice over, and it still felt unreal.
Story: Ascension
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Dandelion Yellow #4. retirees, Platinum Blonde #13. She's still drunk from last night.
Supplies and Materials: photography, miniature, frame (1037 FY), fabric, yarn
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Nolani
Warnings: Discussion of character/parental death.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Nolani never really loses her awe of her mother, even into her seventies.
Nolani hardly believed it.
She wasn’t actually nervous, following in such footsteps. She’d been Queen for decades, after all, if only a consort, and had spent years learning how to rule. She was prepared--or she’d thought she was.
Nor was it mourning--oh, she did mourn her mother, despite their complex relationship.
But how could Mother be dead? How could Queen Kesshare’s will ever be defeated?
Yet, here she was, on the Crystal Throne, in her mother’s place.
Nolani was a woman of wisdom and years, a grandmother and now a Queen twice over, and it still felt unreal.

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