Word count: 120
Theme: Strength
Summary: Rin's thoughts as she contemplates her own strength. Older!Rin. Light, mellow, and short.
A/N: I'm sorry, it's Rin again. Next drabble isn't about Rin, Sesshoumaru or Jaken, I promise.
Moment
I am lying in a bed of butterflies. They soar around me in impossible circles, dancing around my head and making my heart leap with joy.
I live; I taste; I love. I am weak, in a way, but I know I can never be strong like my lord is. I was killed by wolves and revived. I was shunned by fellow humans and forced to forage for food. I was captured by evil demons and used as bait. I was the first to melt an unforgiving heart; and yet last to receive care in return.
To have lived through all that, I think, smiling as I watch the perfect sapphire sky, probably means I'm stronger than I once thought.