Memorial, Sun Sword, Diora (prompt 4)

Date: 2011-10-09 03:28 am (UTC)
ambyr: icicles fused end to end and wrapped in a spiral around a young tree (nature sculpture by Andy Goldsworthy) (Winter)
From: [personal profile] ambyr
In daylight, the harem rang with the sounds of life: Teyla's laughter, Diro's cries. But the Lady's time still brought ghosts. Each night, Diora named them: Faida. Ruatha. Deirdre. And, last and softest, their child.

She had the voice; she could speak so all the Tors and Tyrs might hear, or murmur to a single ear and know it inviolate. Her words could cross cities, deserts, seas.

But death, ah, death like childhood was a different territory. She could stand atop her wives' graves, and they would never hear.

She named them anyway, in darkness, and whispered the cradle song.
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