Castle in the Air (Abdullah/Flower-in-the-Night)
Title: Speechless
Author/Artist: GW Katrina aka icedark_elf
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word count: 234
Summary: Abdullah finds his words fall silent under the right circumstances.
Prompt: July 29-20. Howl's Moving Castle series, Abdullah/Flower-in-the-Night: Exotic locations - One night, words fail him.
A/N: T minus five. Four more to go. Hard to believe that the month is almost over.
Speechless
One night, words fail him.
For all the times his life has depended on how he spoke, for all the times his compliments were the only thing that managed to keep him and those he traveled with from ending up being killed in some horrible way or another, his lips were silent. And at the worst possible time.
This place was far from the home he and Flower-in-the-Night had grown up in, and Abdullah found himself enjoying his new home, at least once the proper spices and foods were brought in. He had made friends who were true friends and found himself married to the most beautiful of girls.
Here before him now, though, was a sight that stole the breath from his lungs and silenced his ever growing vocabulary.
Flower-in-the-Night was dancing.
All around her, in this strange place of wet and green, she danced, mist moving around her as she did. Flowers that he had never seen before brushed against her legs, and Abdullah found himself jealous of them, jealous of the water that seems to just settle on her skin for the sheer joy of being there.
He knew he should compliment her, and all his compliments to her were honest ones, but when she looked at him, she smiled.
Sometimes, it seemed from that look, to be silent was better than a thousand compliments.
Author/Artist: GW Katrina aka icedark_elf
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word count: 234
Summary: Abdullah finds his words fall silent under the right circumstances.
Prompt: July 29-20. Howl's Moving Castle series, Abdullah/Flower-in-the-Night: Exotic locations - One night, words fail him.
A/N: T minus five. Four more to go. Hard to believe that the month is almost over.
Speechless
One night, words fail him.
For all the times his life has depended on how he spoke, for all the times his compliments were the only thing that managed to keep him and those he traveled with from ending up being killed in some horrible way or another, his lips were silent. And at the worst possible time.
This place was far from the home he and Flower-in-the-Night had grown up in, and Abdullah found himself enjoying his new home, at least once the proper spices and foods were brought in. He had made friends who were true friends and found himself married to the most beautiful of girls.
Here before him now, though, was a sight that stole the breath from his lungs and silenced his ever growing vocabulary.
Flower-in-the-Night was dancing.
All around her, in this strange place of wet and green, she danced, mist moving around her as she did. Flowers that he had never seen before brushed against her legs, and Abdullah found himself jealous of them, jealous of the water that seems to just settle on her skin for the sheer joy of being there.
He knew he should compliment her, and all his compliments to her were honest ones, but when she looked at him, she smiled.
Sometimes, it seemed from that look, to be silent was better than a thousand compliments.