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[196] Labyrinth (original)
Title: Labyrinth
Fandom: original
Pairing: Jaha/Freoce
Rating: G
Prompt: 196 Labyrinth
Word Count: 163
There’s always a challenge.
“Go into the woods,” the witches said, “and fetch us a white apple from a tree growing in a clearing by the Old Man River.”
Easy, right? But the path twists and turns back on itself. You have passed this same stone before, you are sure of it. As well as you think you know these woods, there is magic afoot. This is a riddle, a test, and you may already have lost. You may walk this path until nightfall, when all beasts and goblins of the night will be upon you.
You stop, close your eyes, and listen for the sound of water. You open your eyes, seek a glimmer of reflected light through the leaves. You sniff for the fresh scent of wet grass.
You remember who you are doing this for, her face framed with red hair, her grin like the sun peeking out in spring. To save her. To have her.
You follow your nose.
Fandom: original
Pairing: Jaha/Freoce
Rating: G
Prompt: 196 Labyrinth
Word Count: 163
There’s always a challenge.
“Go into the woods,” the witches said, “and fetch us a white apple from a tree growing in a clearing by the Old Man River.”
Easy, right? But the path twists and turns back on itself. You have passed this same stone before, you are sure of it. As well as you think you know these woods, there is magic afoot. This is a riddle, a test, and you may already have lost. You may walk this path until nightfall, when all beasts and goblins of the night will be upon you.
You stop, close your eyes, and listen for the sound of water. You open your eyes, seek a glimmer of reflected light through the leaves. You sniff for the fresh scent of wet grass.
You remember who you are doing this for, her face framed with red hair, her grin like the sun peeking out in spring. To save her. To have her.
You follow your nose.