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madame_denna) wrote2013-06-30 06:01 pm
madame_denna) wrote2013-06-30 06:01 pm
Entry tags:
Chances
Characters: Denna, Cara, Zedd
Rating: PG-13 (gen)
Words: ~330
Warnings: none
Summary: Just a moment in Denna's life that changes everything.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. They are not mine and - of course no money is made.
Whatever it is that makes you step aside, you will never know. It’s just one step, which in the end saves your life.
May it be the sound of a branch breaking under human weight or the scream of the eagle circling over the abyss with strong beats of its wings, you don’t recall.
A second passes then the arrow swishes at - and past you. It’s missing your shoulder only by a hair's breadth and wavy blonde strands get rustled in its way.
Blue eyes follow its flying path, locking with a pair of sea green orbs.
You can see the scowl on Cara’s face even from the distance. Despite the recent assassination attempt, a smile plays at the corners of your lips, hiding the nervousness and the sudden powerful and erratic beating of your heart from prying eyes.
Long distance shots, regardless of the hours of incessant practice, had never been one of Cara's talents.
Once upon a time you had her over the blood pit in a glorious training session for her failure. You remember it had been raining on that day. The dungeon was stifling hot, the air thick with moisture running down in droplets off the stony walls. Yes, you remember it quite well and even fondly, as your eyes fall inevitably to the spot, where hidden beneath layers of gleaming red leather lies the scar you’d placed there, one that even after all these years must still mark Cara’s side.
Cara catches you staring and by the look of how her eyes seem to narrow, you’re sure she hasn’t forgotten that day either.
The wind catches in your hair and the old wizard seemingly comes out of his shock and steps forward, calling out to his friends to lay down their weapons.
He claims you have changed, that he saw it in your eyes.
And while you stand there, waiting for Cara to finish the job, you’re surprised to find yourself wanting to believe him.
Rating: PG-13 (gen)
Words: ~330
Warnings: none
Summary: Just a moment in Denna's life that changes everything.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. They are not mine and - of course no money is made.
Whatever it is that makes you step aside, you will never know. It’s just one step, which in the end saves your life.
May it be the sound of a branch breaking under human weight or the scream of the eagle circling over the abyss with strong beats of its wings, you don’t recall.
A second passes then the arrow swishes at - and past you. It’s missing your shoulder only by a hair's breadth and wavy blonde strands get rustled in its way.
Blue eyes follow its flying path, locking with a pair of sea green orbs.
You can see the scowl on Cara’s face even from the distance. Despite the recent assassination attempt, a smile plays at the corners of your lips, hiding the nervousness and the sudden powerful and erratic beating of your heart from prying eyes.
Long distance shots, regardless of the hours of incessant practice, had never been one of Cara's talents.
Once upon a time you had her over the blood pit in a glorious training session for her failure. You remember it had been raining on that day. The dungeon was stifling hot, the air thick with moisture running down in droplets off the stony walls. Yes, you remember it quite well and even fondly, as your eyes fall inevitably to the spot, where hidden beneath layers of gleaming red leather lies the scar you’d placed there, one that even after all these years must still mark Cara’s side.
Cara catches you staring and by the look of how her eyes seem to narrow, you’re sure she hasn’t forgotten that day either.
The wind catches in your hair and the old wizard seemingly comes out of his shock and steps forward, calling out to his friends to lay down their weapons.
He claims you have changed, that he saw it in your eyes.
And while you stand there, waiting for Cara to finish the job, you’re surprised to find yourself wanting to believe him.