More Drabble
This one, for ladykalessia, #52, Fire.
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She wanders the cold halls of her palace, crying and searching - for what, I do not know. Perhaps neither does she. I can but watch; my power is limited in that place. Whenever I look in on her, it seems she is lost anew, and I wish…
Yes. There. Just ahead of her. A small thing, but…
She leans her head against the door of a sitting room, laboriously drags it open... and then warmth washes over her. I watch her go hesitantly to the hearth rug and kneel gratefully, skirts a-rustle, before the fire burning in the grate.
Enough.
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She wanders the cold halls of her palace, crying and searching - for what, I do not know. Perhaps neither does she. I can but watch; my power is limited in that place. Whenever I look in on her, it seems she is lost anew, and I wish…
Yes. There. Just ahead of her. A small thing, but…
She leans her head against the door of a sitting room, laboriously drags it open... and then warmth washes over her. I watch her go hesitantly to the hearth rug and kneel gratefully, skirts a-rustle, before the fire burning in the grate.
Enough.