Archives for December 29, 2004

For Dorrito’s Every Flavour Mood Beans. I am now officially Caught Up. yay! Well. With these, anyway.

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Distressed

He’d caught it first in summer. It seemed small then, insignificant in the expanse of time, even for these lesser beings. As the months wore on, this theory proved itself undeniably false. He worked it through in daylight hours, waiting and watching for it to reveal its final form. Perhaps most troubling was that he’d allowed his unfortunate interest in humans to cloud the wisdom of his kind, but he preferred not to confront that truth just yet.

The sky was unsettlingly clear and he closed his eyes, letting the images burn in, unimpeded by the limitations of sight alone.

For Dorrito’s Every Flavour Mood Beans. Drabble for 12/27. Many thanks to my guest author for holding down the fort for an hour or so.

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Disappointed

He’d made mistakes, some of them quite grave, and the years had worn away any skill he may have once possessed in the art of self-deception. At his age, mistakes carried swords, and the real trick was allowing oneself to pass unscathed. The wise wizard doesn’t dwell, he’d said more than once. Still, he couldn’t deny the sickening lump that crowded his belly the morning he first caught true distrust in the eyes of Harry Potter.

Albus bit hard into his fifth lemon drop of the day, wincing absently as its sour sting hit the inside of his cheek.