Memory
Title: Heritage
Author: Patchcat
Rating: G
Genre: Introspective, Angst (What else is new?)
Summary: Her memories weren't all she had left.
Heritage
She sat on the step of an old outbuilding and watched as a young boy with silver-white hair chased a rotund cat around the base of an ancient tree. A sad sigh escaped her lips as she remembered a time when strong arms had wrapped around her and bright yellow eyes had sparkled with laughter as they watched their son play. It seemed an eternity now since she had last felt his warmth.
She tucked her son into his bed, and he asked again for stories of the father he had barely known. She smiled sweetly and recounted for him tales of great battles and enduring friendship. Later, she lay herself down in her own bed and allowed her pillow to soak up tears that appeared only in the lonely hours of the night.
As time passed, she watched their child grow into a man his father would have been proud of. He was courageous and loyal, dedicated and confident -- all that his father was and more. And as the years passed and her memories faded, she had only to look at him to see the reflection of the one she had lost.
As he grew, he would ask her to regale him with stories of his father. Later, as she heard him tell his favorites to his own children and she thought back to how he had grown and the life he had lead, she realized that her love still survived. He lived on -- in their son.
Word Count: 250
Author: Patchcat
Rating: G
Genre: Introspective, Angst (What else is new?)
Summary: Her memories weren't all she had left.
Heritage
She sat on the step of an old outbuilding and watched as a young boy with silver-white hair chased a rotund cat around the base of an ancient tree. A sad sigh escaped her lips as she remembered a time when strong arms had wrapped around her and bright yellow eyes had sparkled with laughter as they watched their son play. It seemed an eternity now since she had last felt his warmth.
She tucked her son into his bed, and he asked again for stories of the father he had barely known. She smiled sweetly and recounted for him tales of great battles and enduring friendship. Later, she lay herself down in her own bed and allowed her pillow to soak up tears that appeared only in the lonely hours of the night.
As time passed, she watched their child grow into a man his father would have been proud of. He was courageous and loyal, dedicated and confident -- all that his father was and more. And as the years passed and her memories faded, she had only to look at him to see the reflection of the one she had lost.
As he grew, he would ask her to regale him with stories of his father. Later, as she heard him tell his favorites to his own children and she thought back to how he had grown and the life he had lead, she realized that her love still survived. He lived on -- in their son.
Word Count: 250