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King Arthur Drabble: The Coming of Spring
Title: The Coming of Spring
Summary: For them, there is no life without war.
Warnings: None.
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ka100 challenge 40a (Waterhouse's Spring as a picture prompt).
Word Count: 100
They watch for them. The signs. The trickle of water leaching from snow walls; curry brushes thickening with the sheddings of winter coats; buds bursting from the trees.
But as they talk of galloping under the sun, their voices hint at darker yearnings. For the signs rouse the emotions left safely hibernating in the confined months: dread and longing combined, the unholy euphoria that is the memory of war.
Around them, the world rebirths the promise of beauty. And they too wait, like the seeds in the earth, like the brown, buried grasses, like the frozen streams, to live again.
Summary: For them, there is no life without war.
Warnings: None.
Notes: For
ka100 challenge 40a (Waterhouse's Spring as a picture prompt). Word Count: 100
They watch for them. The signs. The trickle of water leaching from snow walls; curry brushes thickening with the sheddings of winter coats; buds bursting from the trees.
But as they talk of galloping under the sun, their voices hint at darker yearnings. For the signs rouse the emotions left safely hibernating in the confined months: dread and longing combined, the unholy euphoria that is the memory of war.
Around them, the world rebirths the promise of beauty. And they too wait, like the seeds in the earth, like the brown, buried grasses, like the frozen streams, to live again.