through her tears
emclar
Through her tears, the moon was a white smudge in the sky. She sat alone under the tree, watching, waiting, wondering what it was that made her feel so forlorn, so lonely, so wanting, waiting, wishing for him to come; for him to realise what a mistake he'd made. It made no sense, none at all.
The grass played with her feet, begging her to dance along with them, to lift her heels up, let her skirts twirl about her and rise in joy. Except that she wasn't feeling joyful at all. And as her tears trickled down her cheeks, she allowed them to drop to the ground, unaware of a shadow in the background advancing towards her. And as she stumbled to her feet, she felt her senses whirling about her as she tripped on her skirts, unable to see through her glassy eyes, a hand grasped her arm to catch her and bring her against his chest.
AN: SMACKDOWN fic over at goldenlake; link is in my profile if you want to check it out.