She pulled the cowl from her head, letting it settle around her slim throat. He had grown accustomed to her wearing it... she was always cold, and even the slightest layer helped. Beads glinted from the cowl and from her long green skirt. She'd never stopped accumulating shiny things. She'd never given up the sea, not entirely. There were seashells scattered around the apartment, and seaglass wrapped in silver around her neck.
She had chosen the land, and chosen it for him.
He would never have asked it of her, had he known how much it would hurt her.
She walked gingerly over to the window, every step like knives through her delicate legs; she leaned against it and pined for the sea.
Knitted lace cowl by EmilyTheSlayer, for slightly chilly days that don't call for the full bulk of a scarf.
Yarn is Knitpicks Gloss Lace, 70% Merino wool, 30% silk, in Mermaid.
Pattern is Ice Queen, from www.knitty.com, by Rosemary Hill, with
permission by the designer. Cowl has glass seed beads in various blue
and green shades. Care instructions: hand wash cold water, lay flat and
reshape to dry.
Blogathon 2008. 24 hours of spontaneous fiction for BARCC.
(Holy crap, Larry, thank you.)
My shoulders are ow. :P But we've had ice cream now, son we're happy. EustaciaVye's singing Ludo songs. Rafaela's reviewing my last Bad Movie Night.