[Drabble] Ever (forever The night begins).
Author: swamywinchester
Rating: K
words Count: 308
Note: I went to this little head drabble (in inglese, per cui se volete leggerla in versione 'originale' passate su herchampion) e ho pensato di innaugurare la nuova grafica con qualche cosa di nuovo...
Lei era la più bella bambina che avesse mai camminato sulla terra, bisbigliavano, e lei sorrideva gentilmente perchè si supponeva che ne fosse felice.
Sedeva quieta quando le acconciavano i capelli. Stava ferma ed aggraziata accanto a suo padre nelle occasioni pubbliche. Ed osservava ognuno molto attentamente.
Erano tutti indaffarati, tutti ciechi l'uno all'altro. Tutti connessi come una catena molto lunga. E lei era alone, as a wrong piece.
He was only four years and knew nothing of the world, really, but at a very basic level could be alone. It was long before her mother died, so was his nurse when he spoke of family and love and rules. She was alone when her father smiled at her and she reciprocated. As if there was this huge, invisible space between her and the life that kept her immobile.
could feel sad sometimes, and sometimes could feel happy. But the solitude was born with her, and all he could do was ask to send her away to her nurse to sleep next to her every note. Shake her hand and hoped to feel her tight and do not be scared into thinking he was great in the world.
One night he woke up crying and her nurse made haste to go and take a glass of cold water, but there was no need because he was just a dream. A silly dream about a baby who was crying with her strong voice and demanded attention.
He drank his water and when he lay back among the cushions refused the hand of his nurse.
She felt stronger now, even if he did not know why.
She did not know that that night, at that same time, Arthur was born, but no longer felt alone.
Morgana would never felt more alone. Never again.
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