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feredarStory: Someday
Year: Somewhere between 960 and 968 FY
Characters: Dallu
Notes: Dallu is about six here--though he refuses to pin down his birth year, hence the wide range of possible years.
Dallu sneaked out of the house and climbed up onto the roof, sitting on his favorite blanket on the snow. It was deep, deep into the dark part of the year now, so no one would bother him, and he could watch and watch the horizon, pretending he could see the Green World on the other side of the ocean.
"Someday," he whispered to the stars, promising them. The stars twinkled above him, in their own blanket of red aurora, and he sent his own whispered sparks up to them. "Someday, I'll be there. And it'll be amazing."
Year: Somewhere between 960 and 968 FY
Characters: Dallu
Notes: Dallu is about six here--though he refuses to pin down his birth year, hence the wide range of possible years.
Dallu sneaked out of the house and climbed up onto the roof, sitting on his favorite blanket on the snow. It was deep, deep into the dark part of the year now, so no one would bother him, and he could watch and watch the horizon, pretending he could see the Green World on the other side of the ocean.
"Someday," he whispered to the stars, promising them. The stars twinkled above him, in their own blanket of red aurora, and he sent his own whispered sparks up to them. "Someday, I'll be there. And it'll be amazing."