For in this moment of sudden and unexpected, unwilling freedom, the gathered malign force of the Dark senses an opening-- a path to another world, unguarded save by one small apple-tree.
(midsummer)
And that within it which was drawn from the White Rider herself remembers a time in this very place when that portal was the focus of all her seeking, as well as the children who stood between, then and now.
There is a horrible tense moment of awful hanging silence, and then the whirling tall column of the Dark falls with all its weight upon its target, bent on destruction first here and then in the unprotected world beyond.
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Date: 2006-06-14 05:26 am (UTC)For in this moment of sudden and unexpected, unwilling freedom, the gathered malign force of the Dark senses an opening-- a path to another world, unguarded save by one small apple-tree.
(midsummer)
And that within it which was drawn from the White Rider herself remembers a time in this very place when that portal was the focus of all her seeking, as well as the children who stood between, then and now.
There is a horrible tense moment of awful hanging silence, and then the whirling tall column of the Dark falls with all its weight upon its target, bent on destruction first here and then in the unprotected world beyond.