Moment 1: A Lack of Poetic Device

GatriexAstrid

I like them together. Really.

Astrid said she wanted to fight more like a mercenary. She said she was sick of being weak, of not being able to do enough. And so she fought. She remained at the sides of everyone else, bound by her unique sense of loyalty that words could do no justice to.

Gatrie tended to watch her while he was alone on the battlefield, that petite girl whose hands still shook as she pulled the bowstring back, who shut her eyes against the death of those she killed.

At those times more than ever, Gatrie felt a strange sort of insecurity when he watched her, compared the clumsy suit of armor that was he to her grace and purity. And yet…

It scared him, in much the same way it entranced him, to see her kill. She was young, a member of nobility, female. As old-fashioned as it sounded, a female (especially one as frail as she) should not have been doing anything close to what she was doing.

On the night he confronted her about it, she smiled and said, "The others are fighting, and I feel the need to be out there, helping them. I want to help."

Gatrie only looked at her, unable to form a coherent, let alone a proper response.

The dark-haired girl, noticing his discomfort, took his hand in the dying candlelight and whispered, in a lover's tone, "But you'll be here to protect me, so neither of us should worry."

In response, he placed his free hand over their linked grasp, feeling just how frail and tiny she was. "Of course I will," he said, knowing his words could not do service to his need, which was somehow both physical and mental, to keep her safe. "I will protect you, Lady Astrid."


Hoo. First Fire Emblem fanfic. There'll be more than this, really. As many ficlets as I can turn out, I suppose. T'would be nice if readers would review; please tell me if there were any glaring or not-so-glaring mistakes in here. I'm only up to 'C' support with these two, and I'm not sure if I totally screwed things up.

If anyone is familiar with my other stories, they should know my updating times are sporadic, at best. I do have five of these stories written down, and am currently working on a sixth, so expect the next one in less than a month.