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rainbowfic2015-08-20 07:08 pm
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Earth #12, Octarine #29
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Done
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Earth #12. patience, Octarine #29. I'm on everyone's side. It'd be nice if, just for once, someone was on mine.
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Lillith Faire Second Stage #1), eraser (In SPACE AU), modeling clay, pastels (my current gen + romance card I4 "trapped"), seed beads, glue ("Unreasonable demands are stretching your personal resources to the max. Even if you experience resentment rising into awareness, there's no direct way to express your annoyance today. Unfortunately, people may continue to judge you as overly negative if you try to share your frustration. Your best strategy now is to throw yourself into your work and get as much done as possible.")
Word Count: 336
Rating: R
Characters: Kellom, Fera
Warnings: Discussion of adultery and incest, end of a marriage, missing child.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
Kellom called her just after dawn the next morning. She hesitated--she didn’t really want to talk to him, not yet; but, then again, maybe the sooner she got this over with, the better.
“Thank you for picking up,” was the first thing he said.
Good. “What do you want, Kellom?” she asked, without acknowledging it aloud.
“I just…” He trailed off. “We haven’t found him yet. Sorell.”
“I know,” she said. “I’ve been watching the news.”
“My parents…they were asking about you. They want all of us together, until…”
God. Fera closed her eyes and bowed her head. Her in-laws (with one obvious exception) had always been good to her. Even Mellir, despite his awful relationship with her husband. Mr. and Mrs. Nathanson, in particular, had gone out of their way to be kind. She thought her mother-in-law even knew, better than she herself did, how things really were between her and Kellom. Even if she didn’t know about…
And this…this had to be killing them. And the press would be everywhere, and…
“Okay,” she said, feeling a slight stab of guilt, for sulking over the death of her marriage when people she cared about were going through so much worse, and she should have been…
“Can I come pick you up?”
She shook her head. “No. I’ll drive.”
“Okay,” he said. “And…look, I know that…just…can we pretend, for my parents?”
Fera bristled, just a little, but-- “Fine,” she said. “For your parents, and the other kids. But, when this is over, Kellom…”
“I know,” he said. Neither of them needed to say any more out loud. “Thank you.”
“I’ll be there in an hour.” She hung up without waiting for him to respond.
It felt final. More final than hearing about his sister, more final than walking out the door, more final than turning up at her sister’s at three in the morning in tears.
She had left him. She was done.
As soon as his nephew was safe at home, she was done.
Story: Done
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Earth #12. patience, Octarine #29. I'm on everyone's side. It'd be nice if, just for once, someone was on mine.
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Lillith Faire Second Stage #1), eraser (In SPACE AU), modeling clay, pastels (my current gen + romance card I4 "trapped"), seed beads, glue ("Unreasonable demands are stretching your personal resources to the max. Even if you experience resentment rising into awareness, there's no direct way to express your annoyance today. Unfortunately, people may continue to judge you as overly negative if you try to share your frustration. Your best strategy now is to throw yourself into your work and get as much done as possible.")
Word Count: 336
Rating: R
Characters: Kellom, Fera
Warnings: Discussion of adultery and incest, end of a marriage, missing child.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
Kellom called her just after dawn the next morning. She hesitated--she didn’t really want to talk to him, not yet; but, then again, maybe the sooner she got this over with, the better.
“Thank you for picking up,” was the first thing he said.
Good. “What do you want, Kellom?” she asked, without acknowledging it aloud.
“I just…” He trailed off. “We haven’t found him yet. Sorell.”
“I know,” she said. “I’ve been watching the news.”
“My parents…they were asking about you. They want all of us together, until…”
God. Fera closed her eyes and bowed her head. Her in-laws (with one obvious exception) had always been good to her. Even Mellir, despite his awful relationship with her husband. Mr. and Mrs. Nathanson, in particular, had gone out of their way to be kind. She thought her mother-in-law even knew, better than she herself did, how things really were between her and Kellom. Even if she didn’t know about…
And this…this had to be killing them. And the press would be everywhere, and…
“Okay,” she said, feeling a slight stab of guilt, for sulking over the death of her marriage when people she cared about were going through so much worse, and she should have been…
“Can I come pick you up?”
She shook her head. “No. I’ll drive.”
“Okay,” he said. “And…look, I know that…just…can we pretend, for my parents?”
Fera bristled, just a little, but-- “Fine,” she said. “For your parents, and the other kids. But, when this is over, Kellom…”
“I know,” he said. Neither of them needed to say any more out loud. “Thank you.”
“I’ll be there in an hour.” She hung up without waiting for him to respond.
It felt final. More final than hearing about his sister, more final than walking out the door, more final than turning up at her sister’s at three in the morning in tears.
She had left him. She was done.
As soon as his nephew was safe at home, she was done.
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