To Say Never
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fiction_drabblesTitle: To Say Never
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: my story
Summary: She's the only person he can't just tell a joke to.
Most of my friends were older than me, so they knew already. Or they were very young, like my nephew, and only wanted a tale before bed.
Hippothoe asked because nobody had explained it well enough. My brave sister, proud of me, but jealous too, wanted to know what it was like to fight in a war.
Poets use metaphors to say what can’t be said, and they don’t ever lose their words. (But to say “never” is to make a thing happen.) I stood before her, tongue-tied like a child, trying to tell her something more than a story.
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: my story
Summary: She's the only person he can't just tell a joke to.
Most of my friends were older than me, so they knew already. Or they were very young, like my nephew, and only wanted a tale before bed.
Hippothoe asked because nobody had explained it well enough. My brave sister, proud of me, but jealous too, wanted to know what it was like to fight in a war.
Poets use metaphors to say what can’t be said, and they don’t ever lose their words. (But to say “never” is to make a thing happen.) I stood before her, tongue-tied like a child, trying to tell her something more than a story.
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Date: 2009-05-12 12:15 pm (UTC)