Fic: Solitaire
For Challenge 15, RKCZ, PG-13
215 words
The night sky was full of stars but no moon.
Zedd looked up, pointed out the constellations to his companions. Richard listened intently, still learning the tales and stories of the Midlands. Kahlan occupied herself more with looking at Richard, for she knew all the names and the stories by heart. Cara pretended she wasn't paying attention, but every now and then something Zedd said caught her interest and she couldn't help but look up.
"And that," Zedd said, one long finger stabbing up at the inky sky, "is Solitaire. You can only see it when the moon is dark, for her light obscures him."
Richard squinted. "Solitaire?"
"Hmm. It is a long and somewhat bittersweet tale," Zedd said. "But it you wish me to tell it…"
Zedd told the story, a touch of magic here and there as he gestured bringing the tale to life as much as his approximations of the voices of the characters. Kahlan took Richard's hand, squeezing at it as the worst part of the story unfolded. Cara sat motionless, her expression neutral, but when Zedd finished the story she edged closer to Kahlan and the Confessor let her knee casually rest against one red leather-clad leg.
"How about a happier story?" Richard asked hoarsely and Zedd smiled and obliged.
215 words
The night sky was full of stars but no moon.
Zedd looked up, pointed out the constellations to his companions. Richard listened intently, still learning the tales and stories of the Midlands. Kahlan occupied herself more with looking at Richard, for she knew all the names and the stories by heart. Cara pretended she wasn't paying attention, but every now and then something Zedd said caught her interest and she couldn't help but look up.
"And that," Zedd said, one long finger stabbing up at the inky sky, "is Solitaire. You can only see it when the moon is dark, for her light obscures him."
Richard squinted. "Solitaire?"
"Hmm. It is a long and somewhat bittersweet tale," Zedd said. "But it you wish me to tell it…"
Zedd told the story, a touch of magic here and there as he gestured bringing the tale to life as much as his approximations of the voices of the characters. Kahlan took Richard's hand, squeezing at it as the worst part of the story unfolded. Cara sat motionless, her expression neutral, but when Zedd finished the story she edged closer to Kahlan and the Confessor let her knee casually rest against one red leather-clad leg.
"How about a happier story?" Richard asked hoarsely and Zedd smiled and obliged.