Nothing But Blue Skies Do I See
Jan. 20th, 2012 04:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
archiveofarethusaRue always had eyes a hawk would envy - by the time she was six, light became obsolete. Now, sick of the red all around her, she looked up and saw blue, wishing for blindness.
She lay there with Hain, dizzy and light, under cover of a fool's sky - such an impossibly picturesque blue that it granted bliss by the sight of it, nothing but vivid warmth. She wondered what the skies looked like in Dainne. She wondered if she'd ever return.
Rue's fingers tightened around Hain's. They were cold and stiff; she tried not to wonder how soon before hers were, too.
She lay there with Hain, dizzy and light, under cover of a fool's sky - such an impossibly picturesque blue that it granted bliss by the sight of it, nothing but vivid warmth. She wondered what the skies looked like in Dainne. She wondered if she'd ever return.
Rue's fingers tightened around Hain's. They were cold and stiff; she tried not to wonder how soon before hers were, too.