Emberlight
The cool nights hover down here in the valley. They stretch, drawing colder, and darker, and less tender than the previous summer nights before. The warmth from the fire wafts throughout the cabin. Cold spots crawl up the skin. My precious cargo sits by the fireside, shimmering it's opalesent sheen.
As the fire tires and putters out, I crawl in to bed pulling my little parcel with me. It felt like hugging an ice block. But even then, I know my warmth is crucial.
Each day, etching themselves in to my bones, I stare-off in to the abyss. The world urges-on without me. I eye the "rock" (so obviously not a rock) as if casting a protective aura around it.
One tiny ember floats aloft escaping the tired flame sputtering about below it. The ember settles comfortably atop the cool hardness of the shell. The previously frozen [un]hatchling then quivers, as if not knowing whether it had permission to wake-up yet...
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Chris Earl
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