|through the clouds a path is torn
Author: wild wolf free17 PM
She wanders in her lilac wood, remembering. -drabbles-Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Chapters: 3 - Words: 742 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 07-14-11 - Published: 04-19-10 - id: 5908455
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Title: through the clouds a path is torn
Disclaimer: not my character; title from the movie
Pairings: mentions of canon het
Point of view: third
Prompt: The Last Unicorn, The Unicorn, Remembering
She wanders in her lilac wood, thinking back sometimes, when men come. None ever stay long; the wood is so still, now. So quiet. They leave and don't return, and she recalls those too-few days as a woman, as a child and as a lover, on the shore of a sea. With him.
She is not the last. There are others, in hidden places, in glens and dales, away from prying eyes and tempted hearts.
Lir is long dead, and Molly. The cat and the butterfly. Celaeno and Schmendrick, though, must live somewhere. They are magic, and magic never dies.
As is she. Immortal as the ocean, as the sky. Mountains crumble and wells dry, but she wanders in her lilac wood, forever safe from men and their improvements, and she remembers how Lir tasted and felt and sang.