the usual Friday collapse
Jul. 23rd, 2016 02:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
incandescensGeneral agreement at work that it has been an extremely long week.
Great rejoicing that it is now the weekend.
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Irene looked at the reflection in the window pane again, using it to check on the two men behind her. They were both in the same position, but they were watching the back-and-forth between Qing Song and Jin Zhi with interest. Irene couldn’t really blame them. There was clearly a lot of history there.
Unfortunately, it was probably only a matter of time until the dragons turned back to her again and demanded an answer.
She should have been afraid. She should have been terrified. She was in enemy territory, surrounded, with the odds against her. She’d been afraid of far less in the past, and for pettier reasons. But a swell of anger was rising inside her, like the slow surge that starts a tidal wave, or the tiny curl of air which gives birth to a hurricane.
Great rejoicing that it is now the weekend.
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Irene looked at the reflection in the window pane again, using it to check on the two men behind her. They were both in the same position, but they were watching the back-and-forth between Qing Song and Jin Zhi with interest. Irene couldn’t really blame them. There was clearly a lot of history there.
Unfortunately, it was probably only a matter of time until the dragons turned back to her again and demanded an answer.
She should have been afraid. She should have been terrified. She was in enemy territory, surrounded, with the odds against her. She’d been afraid of far less in the past, and for pettier reasons. But a swell of anger was rising inside her, like the slow surge that starts a tidal wave, or the tiny curl of air which gives birth to a hurricane.
