Name: Orange
Email: orangenish@hotmail.com
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: Dinotopia is owned by James Gurney and Hallmark Productions. No copyright infringement was intended.
Note: This is my first Dinotopia fic, and my first fic to be uploaded to ff.n. Any deviating from the miniseries canon is unintentional – please call me on it. I am also looking for a beta. Please email me if you are interested.
In the Dark
It was his first night truly alone on Dinotopia. His father was dead, his other family God-knows how many miles away, and his brother David lying in the sick room, unconscious. "David is very sick," was all he could coax out of Rosemary.
In the dark, on the hard pallet that smelled like summer, Karl felt a burning behind his eyes. He hadn't cried when his dad had died, hadn't cried when David said he'd killed their father, but now, alone in the world without anyone to relate to, he let the tears fall free, into his pillow. He tried, momentarily, for old time's sake, to hold back the tremulous sobs that were building inside his chest, but soon he became too exhausted, and let them free, attempting to smother their noise in the pillow.
I just want to go home. I just want everyone to be safe again, everything normal.
*
Rosemary, on her way back from her late night vigil at the young David's bedside, stopped momentarily, cocking her head to the left to better hear a strange muffled noise. She followed the sound, treading quietly on the old, well-worn wooden flooring. Stopping at the entrance to Karl Scott's room, she peered in, leaning around the arched doorway. Through he dim moonlight, she could see a figure swaddled in blankets, keening softly into the bed sheets, his back to her.
Rosemary's heart ached as another sob forced it's way from Karl's throat, and her maternal skills, honed at the hatchery, told her to go to him and comfort him. But her inner matriarch, the essence that gave her the strength to be a leader, stopped her from going to the boy. She knew he wold only be embarrassed, and that his mind would settle later in the week, at the rebirthing ceremony. As silently as she had come, she left.
Email: orangenish@hotmail.com
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: Dinotopia is owned by James Gurney and Hallmark Productions. No copyright infringement was intended.
Note: This is my first Dinotopia fic, and my first fic to be uploaded to ff.n. Any deviating from the miniseries canon is unintentional – please call me on it. I am also looking for a beta. Please email me if you are interested.
In the Dark
It was his first night truly alone on Dinotopia. His father was dead, his other family God-knows how many miles away, and his brother David lying in the sick room, unconscious. "David is very sick," was all he could coax out of Rosemary.
In the dark, on the hard pallet that smelled like summer, Karl felt a burning behind his eyes. He hadn't cried when his dad had died, hadn't cried when David said he'd killed their father, but now, alone in the world without anyone to relate to, he let the tears fall free, into his pillow. He tried, momentarily, for old time's sake, to hold back the tremulous sobs that were building inside his chest, but soon he became too exhausted, and let them free, attempting to smother their noise in the pillow.
I just want to go home. I just want everyone to be safe again, everything normal.
*
Rosemary, on her way back from her late night vigil at the young David's bedside, stopped momentarily, cocking her head to the left to better hear a strange muffled noise. She followed the sound, treading quietly on the old, well-worn wooden flooring. Stopping at the entrance to Karl Scott's room, she peered in, leaning around the arched doorway. Through he dim moonlight, she could see a figure swaddled in blankets, keening softly into the bed sheets, his back to her.
Rosemary's heart ached as another sob forced it's way from Karl's throat, and her maternal skills, honed at the hatchery, told her to go to him and comfort him. But her inner matriarch, the essence that gave her the strength to be a leader, stopped her from going to the boy. She knew he wold only be embarrassed, and that his mind would settle later in the week, at the rebirthing ceremony. As silently as she had come, she left.