ficlets100 - number seven.

[rawri]

001. Guilt
002. New
003.Solitude
004. Content
005. Tale

006. Distort
007. Luxury
008. Listen
009. Party
010. Scent

011. Storm
012. Lessons
013.Apology
014. Relief
015. Breeze

016.Fading
017. Passion
018. Stay
019.Rain
020. Within

021.Dread
022.Revenge
023.Time
024.Perfect
025.Eyes

026.Bloom
027.Beginning
028. Bath
029. Object
030. Lost

031.Pride
032. Death
033

Comments

toward the terra -> ⌈81.⌋ Confusion.

[rawri]

Related to this.Sam frowned over his hand, watching the way both Swena and Jomy were seated side-by-side in one of the academy’s library chairs. He was bored, and when he was bored, he didn’t tend to think on anything particular, but this was something that had been bothering him for a while, something that became too apparent to just ignore in his current situation.

The situation being the fact that both Swena and Jomy were sitting in a library chair.

Reading books.

Sam switched hands to lean on, because his elbow was growing numb, but it didn’t change the scene in front of him. Swena had always been a good studier, a good student, a good girl who could sit still and read for hours. Jomy had always been an active kid, someone who couldn’t have sat still long enough to let the teacher get out one sentence, his mind always focused on doing rather than thinking. It was why they'd become best friends

toward the terra -> ⌈81.⌋ Confusion.

[rawri]

Swena pursed her lips, set her book down without even marking her page, and stood up. Even Jomy had to glance at her over that. Sam straightened his back, ready to stand himself-he’d never seen Swena look so… frustrated.

“I was actually supposed to talk with Mandy about our next class. Sam, don’t you have to find out-- what Keith’s doing? Make sure he's doing alright?”

He opened his mouth to say no, of course not, Keith can take care of himself, better than I can, but her eyes and Jomy’s confused face clued him in. “Oh. Uh. Yeah. Yeah, I do. Thanks for reminding me, Swena. Bye, Jomy.”

They both left the library, leaving Jomy sitting there (he’d done that freezing thing again), and Sam couldn’t help but notice how the light caught on the silver band around the other’s head. Funny, that he'd lost that bracelet Sam'd given him, but he wore something around his forehead.

On second thought, images of all the times he'd seen that thing flash without light, as Jomy froze and unfroze with a pained expression on his face, as he forgot