snapshot: grief
Mar. 9th, 2004 01:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serenissima(story snippet in precisely 50 words)
With tears dripping down her face, Wendy laid the sword on the corpse and wrapped the warrior's hands around the hilt. Her own hands lingered a moment over the withered, knobby knuckles, and she sniffled. "Rest well, Mama," she whispered. "I love you."
She stepped back and lit the pyre.
With tears dripping down her face, Wendy laid the sword on the corpse and wrapped the warrior's hands around the hilt. Her own hands lingered a moment over the withered, knobby knuckles, and she sniffled. "Rest well, Mama," she whispered. "I love you."
She stepped back and lit the pyre.
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Date: 2004-03-11 03:22 am (UTC)*much hugs*