Setting: FFX, post Operation Mi'hen
Theme/number: Dawn in winter, #19
Summary: Actual drabble. Advice on living from an unlikely quarter.
Cold eyelids closed beneath her fingers. Lulu swept her arms together in a mute prayer, bowed, and moved on. Her hands were chilled.
"What are you doing?"
The sorceress gazed at another young face. "Shutting their eyes. Yuna will be by soon to dance for them."
"Stop." Auron's warm hand slipped under hers, palm to palm. "Leave that to Yuna. We spend too much time with the dead."
Lulu looked up, startled by the contact. "The best revenge is life?" Why did it feel as if her heart had begun to beat only now?
He turned away. "Something like that."
[[[edit: trekqueen, I wrote this BEFORE I sat down to beta your next chapter. Our hivemind is in full effect again, apparently. O.-]]