I was already loving this--Kara's sense of freedom in contrast with the other students, her giddiness. And then you just ripped my heart in two with this line: As her fingers traced the etched bronze she swallowed the first shards of something like fear and wished, for a moment, that she could take it back before it—he—was taken from her.
*sniffles*
When he would come she couldn’t think of a reason to turn him away and when he would leave she couldn’t think of a reason to ask him to stay. So she did neither.
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sforzinda
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Date: 2009-03-01 07:10 pm (UTC)As her fingers traced the etched bronze she swallowed the first shards of something like fear and wished, for a moment, that she could take it back before it—he—was taken from her.
*sniffles*
When he would come she couldn’t think of a reason to turn him away and when he would leave she couldn’t think of a reason to ask him to stay. So she did neither.
Ack.
This was beautifully done.