|// Xaphania (xaphaniaeternal) wrote in silverage,|
@ 2011-09-12 08:29:00
|Entry tags:||!log, lee scoresby, xaphania|
Who: Xaphania and Lee
What: meeting! talking! warm happy feelings!
where: the air field!
when: Monday mid-afternoon
Xaphania liked watching them reach for the sky, it was was brought her to the air field day after day. She didn't need a job, nor really a place to stay; she didn't need to eat, or wash herself or her clothing. It gave her all the time in the world to do fun things, like watch little matchstick men look to the skies and try to make her his.
Oh, how she longed to fly herself, to feel the sun on her wings and just breathe. But she had promised herself that she would not, so she did not. It was too small a field to be trapped in, if she dared, someone would see. There was no place safe from prying eyes.
As she came upon the field today, she recognised the hare jumping amongst the dandy-lions. "Hester," she said so quietly it was less than a whisper; but she was an angel, and if she wanted her whisper to carry, it would. She smiled as she saw Lee next to him - Lee, not a ghost, but fully formed. This wasn't a dream, nor was it heaven, but she felt no ill about seeing the man. How could she make him see and understand? Perhaps the hare had heard the whisper and knew what it meant. Perhaps not, but in time Xaphania was certain she and the brave protector would come to know the other.