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Sulphur 5, Faded Blue 15: Tired
Author: Kat
Title: Tired
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Sulphur 5 (Hooves), faded blue 15 (I couldn't sleep a wink last night / Because we had that silly fight).
Supplies and Materials: Tapestry, charcoal (Irene Jackson), canvas, seed beads, stain (It is possible to store the mind with a million facts and still be entirely uneducated. - Alec Bourne), modeling clay (nothing), glitter (damage), photography, miniature.
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG.
Summary: Irene is so, so tired of this.
Warnings: none.
Notes: And tapestry complete! Before you ask, Irene is definitely a villain. Warning for overt racism at that link.
Irene is grooming a horse, and so, so tired of this. Of her brother treating her like the devil because she dared tell the truth, of his wife lifting her nose, of those brats hanging up on her every time she calls. Lawrence is a bully, nothing more to be said, and she's better off pretending they don't even exist.
It hurts, though-- she rubs her face against the horse's side for a moment, inhaling that comforting animal smell. It hurts that Lawrence cares so little.
She won't think about it, she decides, and bends to pick up a hoof.
Title: Tired
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Sulphur 5 (Hooves), faded blue 15 (I couldn't sleep a wink last night / Because we had that silly fight).
Supplies and Materials: Tapestry, charcoal (Irene Jackson), canvas, seed beads, stain (It is possible to store the mind with a million facts and still be entirely uneducated. - Alec Bourne), modeling clay (nothing), glitter (damage), photography, miniature.
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG.
Summary: Irene is so, so tired of this.
Warnings: none.
Notes: And tapestry complete! Before you ask, Irene is definitely a villain. Warning for overt racism at that link.
Irene is grooming a horse, and so, so tired of this. Of her brother treating her like the devil because she dared tell the truth, of his wife lifting her nose, of those brats hanging up on her every time she calls. Lawrence is a bully, nothing more to be said, and she's better off pretending they don't even exist.
It hurts, though-- she rubs her face against the horse's side for a moment, inhaling that comforting animal smell. It hurts that Lawrence cares so little.
She won't think about it, she decides, and bends to pick up a hoof.
no subject
Nice job with her thinking of it as "bullying." Co-opting that concept to make herself out to be the victim. It's a common tactic with people like her.
no subject
Thank you!