fic 4 for 30days!
Title:Flames
Theme: Angst
Rating: G
Warnings: none, although this is hardly angsty, really :P
Flames
Her hair was a flame. He watches as the sun kisses her, brushing its golden lips along the length of her arm. The light moves slowly, lighting her skin before settling on her hair. It bounces off her plait and that small wispy tendril which tickled her cheek.
He wants to be that light. He wants to be the flame that emanates from her.
She liked him, once: before politics and arrogance interfered; before voices were raised and words shouted; before she realised he was too weak to be what she wanted.
Now he sits and watches and he wonders what will be. He wonders whether each time she glances at him it will be their beginning or if he will continue to drown in the possibility of what might be.
Theme: Angst
Rating: G
Warnings: none, although this is hardly angsty, really :P
Flames
Her hair was a flame. He watches as the sun kisses her, brushing its golden lips along the length of her arm. The light moves slowly, lighting her skin before settling on her hair. It bounces off her plait and that small wispy tendril which tickled her cheek.
He wants to be that light. He wants to be the flame that emanates from her.
She liked him, once: before politics and arrogance interfered; before voices were raised and words shouted; before she realised he was too weak to be what she wanted.
Now he sits and watches and he wonders what will be. He wonders whether each time she glances at him it will be their beginning or if he will continue to drown in the possibility of what might be.