Three Sentence Ficathon 2016!

[alette]

(Because one didn't seem to have started this year, and I admit to wanting very much to participate in one of these challenges!)
Presenting the Three Sentence Ficathon 2016!

The Steps:
1. Prompt the fandom/pairing/situation of your heart, preferably in the following format: fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence. .
2. Find a prompt by someone else (or heck, your own) that catches your interest.
3. Fill the prompt in no more than three sentences. (NB: This is really more of a guideline
4. Revel in reading the (hopefully large) amounts of fics thereby produced.
5. PROFIT!

Comments

[sidonie]

"Welcome back," Celes says as Mobliz shrinks into the distance beneath them – brusque and cold as she ever has been, Terra thinks, but not cold enough to hide the cracks when she mutters, "Here to stay this time, I hope."

"I can't promise that," Terra says, and looks away, out into the empty blue beyond the Falcon's railing; she feels thin as mist these days, like something that might vanish in sunlight, and the sky calls to her – but before Celes can turn away, Terra seizes her hand and pulls her back, holding tight with fingers that ache to become claws.

A second of silence, clouds above and earth below and both of them caught between, before Celes pulls her into a hug so fierce it steals her breath; Terra lets herself sink into the touch, soldier's strength and the chill of magic on her skin – wanting to keep her close and never let go through all the long nights ahead of them, thinking of the road still to walk and the tower at the end of it – and says, "I can't promise, but I hope so too."

[ghostwings]

This is wonderful! I like how you wound both of their respective magics into the narrative (Terra's dual esper/human nature, and Celes's affinity for ice magic). You've packed so much emotion and detail into just three sentences.

[sidonie]

Thank you! I was really happy to see a prompt for one of the fandoms of my heart show up here, and I'm really glad you liked it.