Dream 05 ~o~ Daddy's Little Girl
(ooc: Iris is about 10 years old in this dream and I kind of messed with the timeline ^^;; Oh! The dream keeps shifting to different 'scenes'. Hope it isn't confusing /o/ Very late Father's day dream, indeed! Spoilers for T&T))
Iris finds herself curled up in the backseat of a car, her head pillowed on her sister's lap. Carefully, she stirs, making sure she doesn't wake up Dahlia nor she disturbs her father while driving. The entire evening had been a blur. They left Kurain village with no preamble; her father didn't even allowed the twins to say goodbye to their mother.
'Take whatever your hands grab first,' he says gruffly, shuffling his daughters out of the door. 'Do not look back.'
~o~o~o~o~
Iris sighs, her breath fogging up the car window slightly. She suddenly remembers the day that they were introduced to their new mother and sister. The younger twin takes a liking to them instantly, much to her twin's dismay. All she can do was bite down her tongue and smile, hoping that everything would be all right in the end.
'I'm not staying... with you?' her father looked away, seemingly unable to look his daughter in the eye.
'You have to understand. Your mother and I... we can only do so much."
'Was it--' she tries to be brave, to keep the tears from spilling. 'Was it something I did? Did I--?'
'No. No, sweetheart, you did nothing wrong.'
'But... why?'
The answer was simple. It made perfect sense to her then.
'We only want what's best for you.'
~o~o~o~o~
A light touch on her shoulder breaks her from her musings. She turns, looking up at a tired looking man. Her older twin sister was already outside, waiting.
'We're here.'
Iris shivers when she climbs out the car. The air is cold, the sky gray and desolate. Her breath comes out in white puffs. She lets out a tiny gasp when she felt something warm being wrapped around her neck.
'Father?' he only smiles at his daughter, gently guiding her towards Hazakura Temple's entrance. 'I can't! Your scarf...'
'You made that scarf for me, Iris... You need it more than I do.'
'But--'
'I don't deserve it.''
~o~o~o~o~
[wakes up, her fingers brushing the tears that have formed in her eyes] Father...
Iris finds herself curled up in the backseat of a car, her head pillowed on her sister's lap. Carefully, she stirs, making sure she doesn't wake up Dahlia nor she disturbs her father while driving. The entire evening had been a blur. They left Kurain village with no preamble; her father didn't even allowed the twins to say goodbye to their mother.
'Take whatever your hands grab first,' he says gruffly, shuffling his daughters out of the door. 'Do not look back.'
~o~o~o~o~
Iris sighs, her breath fogging up the car window slightly. She suddenly remembers the day that they were introduced to their new mother and sister. The younger twin takes a liking to them instantly, much to her twin's dismay. All she can do was bite down her tongue and smile, hoping that everything would be all right in the end.
'I'm not staying... with you?' her father looked away, seemingly unable to look his daughter in the eye.
'You have to understand. Your mother and I... we can only do so much."
'Was it--' she tries to be brave, to keep the tears from spilling. 'Was it something I did? Did I--?'
'No. No, sweetheart, you did nothing wrong.'
'But... why?'
The answer was simple. It made perfect sense to her then.
'We only want what's best for you.'
~o~o~o~o~
A light touch on her shoulder breaks her from her musings. She turns, looking up at a tired looking man. Her older twin sister was already outside, waiting.
'We're here.'
Iris shivers when she climbs out the car. The air is cold, the sky gray and desolate. Her breath comes out in white puffs. She lets out a tiny gasp when she felt something warm being wrapped around her neck.
'Father?' he only smiles at his daughter, gently guiding her towards Hazakura Temple's entrance. 'I can't! Your scarf...'
'You made that scarf for me, Iris... You need it more than I do.'
'But--'
'I don't deserve it.''
~o~o~o~o~
[wakes up, her fingers brushing the tears that have formed in her eyes] Father...