Watching The Stars Together

Drabble 7: Fainter

Hikari wasn't entirely sure what had happened. Perhaps she'd used her hammer a little too much. Perhaps her massive amount of crops was just too hard to water. Perhaps the trees in Fugue Forest were proving to be a little too resilient.

In the end though, she had somehow managed to find herself passed out on the tiny road leading up to her farm. The warmth of the earth was hot against her chilled skin, and the summer sun was baking her back. She couldn't remember anything. Not. A. Single. Thing.

What she could remember, what Hikari could barely recall, was two arms lifting her up, holding her bridal style. She could also vaguely recall, being hurried away by a chilly body with sun-kissed skin. She remembered soothing words whispered in an ancient tongue, and the feeling of an ice patch being pressed against her forehead.

Hikari also remembered the soft, silky covers of the bed, and the towering bookshelves.