"Sevenfold" Orange: Pride.
Series: Sevenfold
Color: Orange
Sin: Pride
Chapter Title: Through the Eyes of Our Future (11/49)
Word Count: 387
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Orange:Pride
Big blue eyes stared up at the orange mass above her. It was exquisite- bold and bright and, oh, it moved: round and round and round and round. Glittering, sparkling, exciting interest as it spun like a miniature universe above her.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” a soft- so familiar, wonderful, loving- voice said by her feet. Did the voice mean the beautiful orange and blue and whirling glittery mass of a world of suns and crescents above her?
The other voice, the one that was deep like water and rough and smooth and she knew it would protect her- it chuckled softly. “Beautiful?” She felt a new warmth near her. “There aren’t... There aren’t even words. She’s amazing.”
The smaller, maternal voice reached out a hand and twirled one of the sparkly orange suns. “I know. I can’t believe she’s ours. She’s ours.” There was a sudden outpouring of a new love. “I’m so happy. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my life.”
A swelling of pride came from the ocean-deep presence. “I know, darling. And we get to keep her.” There was a collective sigh from the large ones, and she gurgled a little. “I couldn’t be prouder. Our family- we’ve started a family. She’s going to be as lovely as her mother when she grows up.”
“Really? Then I bet she’s as stubborn as her father.”
The big blue eyes, still fresh, still new- tried to focus back on the universe that whirled softly above. “I think she’s tired,” the soft voice said. “I’ll turn on her mobile and let her sleep. Do you want to get back to work?”
“I suppose I should. But don’t hesitate to interrupt if there’s an emergency.”
A laugh. “I won’t; don’t worry.”
And the big, warm, lovely hand moved and turned a knob and then something tuneful- if slightly mechanic- whirled around in waves in the air, and there was music, soft and low in the recesses of the ear.
The orange and glittery began to spin slowly. There was such lovely sound, such bright sights. The blue eyes shut, tired indeed.
Sleepy...
Sleepy...
There wouldn’t be consciousness for much longer.
And feeling another rush and wave of encompassing, unconditional love as soft lips gently grazed her forehead, she fell slowly into a world of welcomed rest.
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Color: Orange
Sin: Pride
Chapter Title: Through the Eyes of Our Future (11/49)
Word Count: 387
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Orange:Pride
Big blue eyes stared up at the orange mass above her. It was exquisite- bold and bright and, oh, it moved: round and round and round and round. Glittering, sparkling, exciting interest as it spun like a miniature universe above her.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” a soft- so familiar, wonderful, loving- voice said by her feet. Did the voice mean the beautiful orange and blue and whirling glittery mass of a world of suns and crescents above her?
The other voice, the one that was deep like water and rough and smooth and she knew it would protect her- it chuckled softly. “Beautiful?” She felt a new warmth near her. “There aren’t... There aren’t even words. She’s amazing.”
The smaller, maternal voice reached out a hand and twirled one of the sparkly orange suns. “I know. I can’t believe she’s ours. She’s ours.” There was a sudden outpouring of a new love. “I’m so happy. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my life.”
A swelling of pride came from the ocean-deep presence. “I know, darling. And we get to keep her.” There was a collective sigh from the large ones, and she gurgled a little. “I couldn’t be prouder. Our family- we’ve started a family. She’s going to be as lovely as her mother when she grows up.”
“Really? Then I bet she’s as stubborn as her father.”
The big blue eyes, still fresh, still new- tried to focus back on the universe that whirled softly above. “I think she’s tired,” the soft voice said. “I’ll turn on her mobile and let her sleep. Do you want to get back to work?”
“I suppose I should. But don’t hesitate to interrupt if there’s an emergency.”
A laugh. “I won’t; don’t worry.”
And the big, warm, lovely hand moved and turned a knob and then something tuneful- if slightly mechanic- whirled around in waves in the air, and there was music, soft and low in the recesses of the ear.
The orange and glittery began to spin slowly. There was such lovely sound, such bright sights. The blue eyes shut, tired indeed.
Sleepy...
Sleepy...
There wouldn’t be consciousness for much longer.
And feeling another rush and wave of encompassing, unconditional love as soft lips gently grazed her forehead, she fell slowly into a world of welcomed rest.
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