LJ Idol 7, Week 15: Nimbus

[black_aspect]

It was a bright, cold noonday in winter, with a clear blue sky that would likely not come again until true spring. Meabh did not ask to go out, and no one invited her. She was either disappointed nor envious. It was simply the way of things. She stayed in the tent with Old Aunt.

Comments

[creature_girl08]

This was so fabulous. It is hard to express my words but the passing of the torch. Something else.

I kept thinking there was more to the story. Just loved this.

[black_aspect]

If the prompts permit, I'm likely going to tell what became of Meabh the Liar.

Thanks!

[hellboy]

This was haunting in its beauty. I love the cadence you used to tell this tale, very hypnotic and mystical-feeling.

[black_aspect]

Thank you!

[the_vernacular]

This was excellent! I want to know what Old Aunt saw that made her want to give Meabh the Sight.

[black_aspect]

That will probably be in the next part if I get to tell the rest!

[mstrobel]

So beautifully written! I love your words.

[black_aspect]

Thanks!

[roina_arwen]

This was very intriguing, I loved the old-fashioned telling of it. I'd love to hear more about Meabh!

[black_aspect]

I just said to Creature Girl above that if the prompts allow it, I'll probably tell the rest of the story. Thank you!