A/N: "A Great and Terrible Beauty" crossover. Sort of. 101 words exactly,
so almost a drabble. I only own Jehan's mom.
Jehan wandered, a bouquet of flowers in his hands, each flower taking to the wind as he threw them, laughing. His mother watched him, smiling gently. Her green eyes were upturned, like a cat's. Jehan had those eyes. He lacked her power.
She fingered her amulet carefully. It was an all-seeing eye, settled on top of a crescent moon. The edges of the moon were sharp, and she cut her finger as she whispered, a blood sacrifice to seal the future. "You'll be a poet," she murmured. "And you'll die for the Order, a sacrifice."
Jehan would never have to know.
Jehan wandered, a bouquet of flowers in his hands, each flower taking to the wind as he threw them, laughing. His mother watched him, smiling gently. Her green eyes were upturned, like a cat's. Jehan had those eyes. He lacked her power.
She fingered her amulet carefully. It was an all-seeing eye, settled on top of a crescent moon. The edges of the moon were sharp, and she cut her finger as she whispered, a blood sacrifice to seal the future. "You'll be a poet," she murmured. "And you'll die for the Order, a sacrifice."
Jehan would never have to know.