6 (or 7) sentence Sunday
Jun. 30th, 2019 08:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chanter1944From the fic in the Not Alone 'verse that I'm tentatively calling "You'll Be Just Fine".
She has half a second, if that, to imagine her friend reacting with disgust or dismay to the elaboration of his name from two syllables to not quite three, to the subtle turn of it, the almost lyrical bent, lower-higher-lower, but phrases like 'mockery', 'trusted you' and 'I thought you liked me' barely get their chance to form before they're knocked into oblivion.
He has, she'll think later, a truly marvelous tendency to do that to her.
"Ooooh," her kwami says, "that's pretty! Is that my name in another language you know? Humans have so many; I don't recognize that variation."
Émilie - stars in her eyes, and half of them formed of pure relief - ventures no explanation. Émilie has no adequate explanation.
She has half a second, if that, to imagine her friend reacting with disgust or dismay to the elaboration of his name from two syllables to not quite three, to the subtle turn of it, the almost lyrical bent, lower-higher-lower, but phrases like 'mockery', 'trusted you' and 'I thought you liked me' barely get their chance to form before they're knocked into oblivion.
He has, she'll think later, a truly marvelous tendency to do that to her.
"Ooooh," her kwami says, "that's pretty! Is that my name in another language you know? Humans have so many; I don't recognize that variation."
Émilie - stars in her eyes, and half of them formed of pure relief - ventures no explanation. Émilie has no adequate explanation.
