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Title: His Mirage
Word Count: 150
Rating: G
Prompt: We had to choose from a list of natural phenomena and include it in a story. 150 words.
Comments: Draco waits for Luna, even if she isn't real.
His Mirage
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"Draco."
Vacant gray eyes remained fixed on the weathered stone of his makeshift cell, refusing the siren's call.
"I love you."
Pain and longing sliced through him like shards of glass, shredding his already battered heart.
"Please. Look at me."
He remained steadfast. He had been closeted in this hellhole long enough to know that she was nothing more than an apparition, a mirage so real that he would reach for her, only for her to dissolve into a cloudlike mist at the barest touch of his fingers.
He needed her to stay… just a little longer.
"Did you know that the northern lights are caused by the flatulence of the Pooterfarctus bird?"
Unbidden, a coarse bark of laughter escaped his lips.
He turned his head.
"Luna—"
She smiled, then faded away.
He closed his eyes. She would return, the only oasis in the arid desert of his mind.