Current mood:	accomplished
Entry tags:	ic:rpg:hh, rpg:hh:character ficcing, rpg:hh:laptop

mylamefic.doc

She learned the hard way some time ago that some secrets are never meant to be shared. Sometimes, it is clear when silence should be kept, such as when those she loved mocked her for her most treasured secret. It never seemed so strange to her to have friends that visited her by way of her vanity mirror. It baffled her then that those she loved simply thought she had just gotten good at throwing her voice and that bafflement has never died.

Now, her secrets are told to her journal and that volume is locked away because she is never quite certain what should be shared. That precaution used to seem enough until one secret changed it all and it was a secret she was certain should always be kept. She writes about it and then lets it burn in the fireplace when the rest of the world is asleep. The flames dance over the parchment at those times and it almost seems to her – she who has always had an excellent imagination – that the flames know her secret because of all the pieces of parchment she has burned in them.

The flames can never speak and so her secret is safe. It is better that way because there is a plan to life that cannot ever be tampered with. So she keeps her secrets and sometimes smiles a secret smile when no one is looking.

((This is part of a larger storyline within the HH universe that involved the characters knowing about fanfiction. This particular piece was part of a brief bit of RP where Sarah writes a fic to send to a friend.))