tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222390780170596544.post1571761269176120755..comments2023-11-05T03:41:45.599-08:00Comments on Legend of the Protectors: Picture Short StoryUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222390780170596544.post-75368934165385219412009-03-11T19:45:00.000-07:002009-03-11T19:45:00.000-07:00whoo Liz. I love that!whoo Liz. I love that!Sarah Jensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18385403676603047861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222390780170596544.post-2711930804372323412009-03-11T17:27:00.000-07:002009-03-11T17:27:00.000-07:00His cold, charcoal eyes made my frame shake with f...His cold, charcoal eyes made my frame shake with fear. Fear and disgrace. The white headband that caught my gaze only reemphasized the trouble I had caused. <BR/><BR/>My father—the village Elder.<BR/> <BR/>Memories flashed through my head. Out in the fields, checking the crops before a storm. The night his mother passed. His eyes had held the same pain I saw before me today. Those memories would have to suffice. I would be making no new ones here now.<BR/><BR/>I held his gaze as long as was bearable, before turning away. <BR/><BR/>Nava’s arm came to my waist as mine rose to her slender shoulders. Her head hung almost as low as mine. Even though I was a cubit taller. <BR/><BR/>Without thinking, my other hand went to the swell of her belly. It was hardly visible—though that was what allowed us to remain in our homes for so long. Now that her ‘burden’ was more pronounced, we were forced to leave.<BR/><BR/>“Ani ohevet otcha, Teo.” Her deep brown eyes rose to my face, searching for comfort I supposed.<BR/><BR/>I squeezed her shoulders and pressed my lips to her ebony hair. “And I love you, Nava.”Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03130069100122064646noreply@blogger.com