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rainbowfic2013-02-26 05:24 pm
sharpeningthebones) wrote in rainbowfic2013-02-26 05:24 pm
Entry tags:
Iceberg
Name: Charley
Story: None (yet)
Colors: Iceberg snowman
Word Count: 506
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Notes: Yaaay completing Iceberg! :D I was really hoping i would anage to get this done before the ed of the month and I did
She spun around the snowmen like they were her dance partners, her body whirling from one to the other and back again. I watched from aware, perched in a tree and studying her expression for any sign of something more than pure joy.
I didn’t see it, not even for a moment and it left me shaking my head and baffling at the whole experience.
Aeron was always good at that though, making me confused, making me unsure of what the world was supposed to be. She made me doubt everything once ad now, she dances and makes me wonder about the world all over again.
I think it’s in her nature to do so, to create a sort of chaos in your mind that you don’t have half a chance of understanding in just a couple of moments. And a couple of moments is all I usually get when she’s concerned.
She bounded away from the snowmen, grinning up at me as she reached my tree. “Come on Mor, time to stop being a bird!”
I stared at her, arching a brow. “And what am I supposed to do if not sit here?”
Her grin somehow managed to get wider, a feat I never quite understood how she did. “You’re going skiing with me.|
I stared at her.
She stared back, her expression expectant.
“Why am I doing that?”
She laughed. “Because it’s winter here. A real, proper winter and we are going to take advantage of it.”
|I sighed, rolling my eyes but hopping down from the tree all the same. If it’s what she wanted, I wasn’t going to say no. I might protest a little but I’ll never say o.
“Or we could go ice skating,” she offered as she looped her arm into mine. “Either one works for e.”
“What if I said I couldn’t skate,” I questioned, my voice dry.
She swatted me on the arm but grinned while doing so. “I know you, Mor,” she said. “I know what you can do.”
And there it was, the truth behind everything. She knew me, new everything about me, knew more than I knew about myself. I tried not to think about it, tried to pretend it wasn’t true but it was. There was no denying that she built me, created me from the scraps of a little girl from long ago.
Now I’m not a girl, not a weapon but something in between. I have to teach myself how to be around the world again, find y place between the cracks and see where I fit in.
And maybe, just maybe, it’s here, doing silly things with Aeron, playing in the snow and perching in trees. Or maybe it’s something else. Maybe it’s hopping the universe and bringing down institutions that break you down and rebuild you all over again.
Or maybe it’s singing softly into the wind and letting my voice be carried over the land.
I don’t know. I don’t know anything but I am willing to learn.
Story: None (yet)
Colors: Iceberg snowman
Word Count: 506
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Notes: Yaaay completing Iceberg! :D I was really hoping i would anage to get this done before the ed of the month and I did
She spun around the snowmen like they were her dance partners, her body whirling from one to the other and back again. I watched from aware, perched in a tree and studying her expression for any sign of something more than pure joy.
I didn’t see it, not even for a moment and it left me shaking my head and baffling at the whole experience.
Aeron was always good at that though, making me confused, making me unsure of what the world was supposed to be. She made me doubt everything once ad now, she dances and makes me wonder about the world all over again.
I think it’s in her nature to do so, to create a sort of chaos in your mind that you don’t have half a chance of understanding in just a couple of moments. And a couple of moments is all I usually get when she’s concerned.
She bounded away from the snowmen, grinning up at me as she reached my tree. “Come on Mor, time to stop being a bird!”
I stared at her, arching a brow. “And what am I supposed to do if not sit here?”
Her grin somehow managed to get wider, a feat I never quite understood how she did. “You’re going skiing with me.|
I stared at her.
She stared back, her expression expectant.
“Why am I doing that?”
She laughed. “Because it’s winter here. A real, proper winter and we are going to take advantage of it.”
|I sighed, rolling my eyes but hopping down from the tree all the same. If it’s what she wanted, I wasn’t going to say no. I might protest a little but I’ll never say o.
“Or we could go ice skating,” she offered as she looped her arm into mine. “Either one works for e.”
“What if I said I couldn’t skate,” I questioned, my voice dry.
She swatted me on the arm but grinned while doing so. “I know you, Mor,” she said. “I know what you can do.”
And there it was, the truth behind everything. She knew me, new everything about me, knew more than I knew about myself. I tried not to think about it, tried to pretend it wasn’t true but it was. There was no denying that she built me, created me from the scraps of a little girl from long ago.
Now I’m not a girl, not a weapon but something in between. I have to teach myself how to be around the world again, find y place between the cracks and see where I fit in.
And maybe, just maybe, it’s here, doing silly things with Aeron, playing in the snow and perching in trees. Or maybe it’s something else. Maybe it’s hopping the universe and bringing down institutions that break you down and rebuild you all over again.
Or maybe it’s singing softly into the wind and letting my voice be carried over the land.
I don’t know. I don’t know anything but I am willing to learn.
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It's very well written and I love it! Especially your ending!