Apr 01, 2011 01:51
It's not the real moon. Once that might have made a difference, and even when Dairine and Adam had first landed in Antarctica, they'd sort of decided to stay there. It would be weird to call up family and friends that only exist in a dream, a little too self-delusional. They'd explore the ice, watch the penguins.
But the Midnight Sun gets to be a bit much after a bit--quite a bit, and Dairine sat outside for a while watching the sky turn colours and reflect off the ice. She finds she wants to share something too, while they have the chance, and that's what starts the idea in her head. It's not a hard sell. Do you want to see the Earth from space? she asks, and of course Adam does, and s they go.
It feels good doing wizardry again, even if it is a dream--and wizards know dreams aren't necessarily imaginary. It feels good being high up, feeling the air displace and the moondust move under her feet as they appear. The stars hang glittering in a perfect black sky, distant and desolate, and over one horizon, a bright, blue-swirled half-Earth.
Dairine really means to say something profound and meaningful, but even as many times as she's seen it, it's overwhelming, and she just breathes, "I missed this."
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