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from @memento-morri-writes!
my words are fall, time, lost, tired - all from Dragonsong draft 3 :)
fall
Sierra bounced on her heels. “Wasn’t kidding, though. Jasper says you’ve gotta come downstairs and get food yourself.” “How come?” Isi swung her legs out of bed and straight into her boots. Her motions were slow and laboured, but at least today her body responded when she wanted it to. “Something about making sure you don’t fall over on the way down.” Sierra shrugged. “I didn’t listen in great depth. You can ask him when you go down. Now hurry up, I don’t want it to get cold.” “I cannot promise speed if you also want me not to fall over,” said Isi, lacing her boots loosely and tucking the loose ends inside. “Just don’t fall on me if you do.”
time
A sixth voice joined them from under the table. Enya. Her sweet tone had an otherworldly quality to it that blended into and stuck out of the chorus at the same time. Tears welled in Isi’s eyes. The song rose in a joyful swell, sending gooseflesh creeping up Isi’s arms.
lost
As though to spite their words, lightning splintered across the sky. Robin jumped; Isi instinctively put an arm out to catch him, but fortunately he had not lost his balance. A few seconds later, thunder rolled like a massive drum, and a renewed wave of rain swept over them.
tired
Now there were arms around her back, one on each side. It hurt. Everything hurt, but she was too tired to object. She tried to force her eyes back open, but her eyelids were heavy. Too heavy. They slid closed again, and the world went blissfully quiet.
tags for @isherwoodj @reneesbooks @zmwrites and anyone else who wants to play! your words are dance, evening, voice, light