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rainbowfic2012-08-21 07:32 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2012-08-21 07:32 pm
Ember 22 - Transparent 20 - Glitter - Oils
Name: Kana
Title: What’s in a name?
Story: Memories once stolen
Characters: Nelly, Raf
Colors: Ember 22 Summer – Transparent 20 Yellow
Supplies and Styles: Glitter (memory) - Oils (slipping through the cracks)
Word count: 242
Rating: PG
Summary: The ring stays, no matter how many times more she forgets him.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
"Are you married?"
Nelly looks at the little kid before her. Before following the boy's gaze to her own hand. Around her finger is a golden ring. Its band shining when it catches the sunlight.
"No. I think not."
There is a questioning look on her face when she keeps on watching the ring. It surprises the boy.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Looking down she sees her tears reflecting in his eyes. Raising her hand, she lets her fingers brush them away.
"I am. I think..."
There is something about the boy. It reminds her of... someone.
“What's your name?"
She ignores the fact that her voice trembles. As if she already knows something is about to happen, is about to come back.
"Raf."
Gasping, she takes a step backwards. Stumbling. The force of the memory, the power of her feelings, nearly knocking her off her feet.
The boy quickly reaches out, his hands steadying her.
"Miss?"
Blinking a couple of times she manages to get the image before her eyes to disappear again and to focus once more on her surroundings.
"I'm okay. Just... remembering."
There is a non-comprehending look on the kid's face. It makes her smile a little.
"I think I was married. Or perhaps, I was going to get married..."
She turns. Balling her hands to fists.
Rafael...
Unconsciously she starts to look around, her gaze wandering, searching. Completely ignoring the boy next to her.
“Where are you?”
Title: What’s in a name?
Story: Memories once stolen
Characters: Nelly, Raf
Colors: Ember 22 Summer – Transparent 20 Yellow
Supplies and Styles: Glitter (memory) - Oils (slipping through the cracks)
Word count: 242
Rating: PG
Summary: The ring stays, no matter how many times more she forgets him.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
"Are you married?"
Nelly looks at the little kid before her. Before following the boy's gaze to her own hand. Around her finger is a golden ring. Its band shining when it catches the sunlight.
"No. I think not."
There is a questioning look on her face when she keeps on watching the ring. It surprises the boy.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Looking down she sees her tears reflecting in his eyes. Raising her hand, she lets her fingers brush them away.
"I am. I think..."
There is something about the boy. It reminds her of... someone.
“What's your name?"
She ignores the fact that her voice trembles. As if she already knows something is about to happen, is about to come back.
"Raf."
Gasping, she takes a step backwards. Stumbling. The force of the memory, the power of her feelings, nearly knocking her off her feet.
The boy quickly reaches out, his hands steadying her.
"Miss?"
Blinking a couple of times she manages to get the image before her eyes to disappear again and to focus once more on her surroundings.
"I'm okay. Just... remembering."
There is a non-comprehending look on the kid's face. It makes her smile a little.
"I think I was married. Or perhaps, I was going to get married..."
She turns. Balling her hands to fists.
Rafael...
Unconsciously she starts to look around, her gaze wandering, searching. Completely ignoring the boy next to her.
“Where are you?”