Chapter 1: #85 graceful
This is a collection of drabbles for Magi: The Labyrinth/Kingdom of Magic. There will be various characters, pairings and subject matter, the themes are based on emotions/feelings. I'm not sure how many there will be yet, we'll see how this goes.
All drabbles will be somewhere between 100-350 words.
I do not own Magi.
{ Morgiana-centric, 200 words, g-rating }
She has always had difficulty performing delicate tasks.
For Morgiana to limit her Fanalis strength is no easy feat at all. If ever she put effort into being dainty, she always slips up. Her grip is too tight, and in her hand, the teacup shatters. She puts too much force in her step, and the marble floor cracks beneath her foot.
Morgiana knows it can't be helped. She's proud of her strength; proud of her blood, but sometimes she is jealous of the other girls. They walk with such grace. She wonders what that feels like, but assumes she'll never know.
When the Mahrajan is in full swing, she feels silly in her outfit.
She spots Alibaba and wanders over. Mor taps his shoulders and offers him flowers, she feels even sillier when he doesn't recognize her.
"You look beautiful, Morgiana." He says when she reveals her face from beneath the mask.
What is this feeling?
She can't contain her building joy. Her feet fly onto the dance floor; she twirls and moves to her own beat. She feels light and free.
Morgiana feels graceful, for the first time in her life.