heads up: I don't like this. even so, I hope you all enjoy this shot, because I made it specially ObixShirayuki! yay!
Theme~ #15: By the Shoreline
When he was younger, his mother used to tell him stories before bed.
"Stories are made from the fabric of time and the threads of voices," she would say. "There is a story for everything and everyone."
"What's my story?" he would ask, each and every night, watching the corners of her mouth curve.
And the story would always be different, endless, for he would drift off to sleep before he could hear her finish. Over the years, the tales blurred together, all the beginnings and middles and no ends, into a mass of hazy memory. It would resurface every now and then in his dreams, but the content remained relatively forgotten. There was only one story he could ever remember fully, one of the last ones his mother ever told him.
"…and the mermaid leapt back into the waters with a heavy heart, her tears turning into pearls that washed up onto the shore. The fisherman took the pearls and kept them, stringing them into a necklace and remembering what the mermaid had told him."
He had frowned, not understanding. "What did she tell him?"
He remembers this, watching Shirayuki wave goodbye before she ducks into the carriage beside him. He doesn't miss her dimmed eyes and still mouth, and follows her gaze to the palace gates where Zen stands forlornly. He looks away, his mother's answer echoing in his head.
"…when I come back, by the shoreline of the sea, I know you'll be there waiting for me."
this takes place during one of the more recent chapters, when Shirayuki and Obi leave for her hometown. so, like/don't like? tell me about it!