Notes: A collection of drabbles (mostly in the 100 to 200 word range), written for the lightning round challenges at dao_challenge on livejournal. Characters, warnings, and ratings vary by story and will be noted, and content may include femslash, slash, het, gen, and everything between. Overall rating, based on the highest rated story archived, is subject to change. Updated weekly, give or take.
Prompt: Kiss
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Unspecified; written with m!Surana in mind
Warnings: None
Rating: G
He has few memories of life before the Tower, save the stray ones that sometimes stir in dreams—a voice, perhaps, or the warmth of an embrace. Few mages have even these, and he hoards his treasures selfishly, tucking them away deep in his heart, for when the nights are colder than usual. But there is one he holds particularly dear.
She was, he thinks, his mother; he recognizes her eyes when he looks in the mirror. The same eyes that smile over him in the dark before leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead.
He always wakes up here, try as he might to cling to sleep. So he closes his eyes again, and if he is lucky, he can feel the brush of her lips against his skin. He wonders if she remembers, if she even cares.
The not knowing is the worst. It is these nights he wishes he still had tears enough to cry.