What about us??
Please do not be too hard with me. It's my first fan-fic, AND I'm writing it in a foreign language - at least foreign for me. It's a bit difficult to write in English, as I had read the books in German. If I use any names, which could be found in other stories that's an accident, because I've just read the first 4 sites of Tamora Pierce Fanfics.
My story starts after the Emperor Mage, so don't be started, if you might miss Kel, Neal and others. Disclaimer: No, none of Tamora Pierce Characters or settings belongs to me, Terry Pratchetts Characters are his as well.
She was tired, lost in thoughts. She was afraid of herself, of the things she had done back in Carthak. Surely it was a god who had given her the power, but she had destroyed the whole palace. And just because he had killed Numair, as she believed at that time. A knock on the door let her stop it. She asked Kitten to open the door of her cabin. Numair came in.
"Magelet, still worrying? You know you did what the gods expected you to do. It's not your fault! And Ozorne deserves it all." Numair was worried. Daine wasn't herself, since the day she got caught by Ozorne. She doesn't speak much; she avoids the others and locked herself in her cabin- and in herself.
He was afraid what she would do there. Accusing herself of the things that happened, being afraid of herself or of something else?
"Magelet, you seem to be afraid." He walked towards her. Caressing her cheek thoughtlessly, he asked her "Magelet, why are you afraid, you know, there is nothing that you could not handle with a bit of help from your friends. But you have to tell us what's worrying you"
Daine burst into tears. She could only stammer. Numair pulled her in his arms and hugged her. Slowly she calmed down, sobbing into his shirt. "I can't -really can't stand that frightened look in the eyes of everyone I met after it. I'm afraid., "tears were running down her cheek again "afraid that my friends, and anyone else in Tortall will look at me the same way. - As . as if I am a kind of - of horrible monster."
She buried her face in his shirt again, sobbing painfully.
Ok, I knew it's a rather short chapter, but it's just the first one. The next will be coming soon. After the - what is "Pfingsten in English? Any way after the long weekend and the WGT which takes place in Leipzig this weekend. Yeah festivals, I like them ..
Please do not be too hard with me. It's my first fan-fic, AND I'm writing it in a foreign language - at least foreign for me. It's a bit difficult to write in English, as I had read the books in German. If I use any names, which could be found in other stories that's an accident, because I've just read the first 4 sites of Tamora Pierce Fanfics.
My story starts after the Emperor Mage, so don't be started, if you might miss Kel, Neal and others. Disclaimer: No, none of Tamora Pierce Characters or settings belongs to me, Terry Pratchetts Characters are his as well.
She was tired, lost in thoughts. She was afraid of herself, of the things she had done back in Carthak. Surely it was a god who had given her the power, but she had destroyed the whole palace. And just because he had killed Numair, as she believed at that time. A knock on the door let her stop it. She asked Kitten to open the door of her cabin. Numair came in.
"Magelet, still worrying? You know you did what the gods expected you to do. It's not your fault! And Ozorne deserves it all." Numair was worried. Daine wasn't herself, since the day she got caught by Ozorne. She doesn't speak much; she avoids the others and locked herself in her cabin- and in herself.
He was afraid what she would do there. Accusing herself of the things that happened, being afraid of herself or of something else?
"Magelet, you seem to be afraid." He walked towards her. Caressing her cheek thoughtlessly, he asked her "Magelet, why are you afraid, you know, there is nothing that you could not handle with a bit of help from your friends. But you have to tell us what's worrying you"
Daine burst into tears. She could only stammer. Numair pulled her in his arms and hugged her. Slowly she calmed down, sobbing into his shirt. "I can't -really can't stand that frightened look in the eyes of everyone I met after it. I'm afraid., "tears were running down her cheek again "afraid that my friends, and anyone else in Tortall will look at me the same way. - As . as if I am a kind of - of horrible monster."
She buried her face in his shirt again, sobbing painfully.
Ok, I knew it's a rather short chapter, but it's just the first one. The next will be coming soon. After the - what is "Pfingsten in English? Any way after the long weekend and the WGT which takes place in Leipzig this weekend. Yeah festivals, I like them ..
