30 day drabble prompt: snowflake
She’s standing outside the house, watching the sky transition into evening colors. The nights are getting longer again. Vandrysse looks forward to the cooler weather and eventual freeze; summer has made these first months of pregnancy a hell.
The farseer’s words stick in her head, she’ll have to tell him soon. She’s become good at shouldering burdens, and this experience has affected her more than she’s let on.
Stars twinkle brightly in the crisp evening air. Away from the city, the sky is blanketed with them. And if she squints just right, the stars look like snowflakes, permanently frozen mid-fall …
