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Jan. 12th, 2005 09:08 pmChallenge: Winter
Title: A Grain of Sand
Word Count: 199
Notes: :-D There are a few things I could say here. But I'm not going to say them. Hope you like!
It doesn’t snow on Destiny Islands.
Kairi stands outside in the rain, the wind whipping her hair around her face. She holds her coat closed at the neck, the other hand plunged deep into her pocket, her head bowed. She watches the rain pelting the sand, watches it drag each individual grain into the ocean. Into a water-based community that the sand-grain didn’t belong in, didn’t fit in with.
She sinks to the ground, taking up a handful of sand and letting it fall between her fingers. Sand was sand, and water was water. Neither belonged with the other, but yet, they were.
It was the same with her. She doesn’t belong on Destiny Islands. She belongs back at Hollow Bastion, where the winters are cold and the weather terrible, where the normally-cool metal nearly freezes your hand to it immediately.
But yet, she remains on the islands.
Kairi thinks of this, and she turns her closed eyes to the sky and smiles. And for the first time, the ground begins to freeze. The clouds above her ripple outwards, and the rain stops, instead beginning to drift gently down as fragments of ice.
It doesn’t snow on Destiny Islands.
X-posted to my journal.
Title: A Grain of Sand
Word Count: 199
Notes: :-D There are a few things I could say here. But I'm not going to say them. Hope you like!
It doesn’t snow on Destiny Islands.
Kairi stands outside in the rain, the wind whipping her hair around her face. She holds her coat closed at the neck, the other hand plunged deep into her pocket, her head bowed. She watches the rain pelting the sand, watches it drag each individual grain into the ocean. Into a water-based community that the sand-grain didn’t belong in, didn’t fit in with.
She sinks to the ground, taking up a handful of sand and letting it fall between her fingers. Sand was sand, and water was water. Neither belonged with the other, but yet, they were.
It was the same with her. She doesn’t belong on Destiny Islands. She belongs back at Hollow Bastion, where the winters are cold and the weather terrible, where the normally-cool metal nearly freezes your hand to it immediately.
But yet, she remains on the islands.
Kairi thinks of this, and she turns her closed eyes to the sky and smiles. And for the first time, the ground begins to freeze. The clouds above her ripple outwards, and the rain stops, instead beginning to drift gently down as fragments of ice.
It doesn’t snow on Destiny Islands.
X-posted to my journal.
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Date: 2005-01-12 07:11 pm (UTC)