QueeningLight caught the smooth curves of the chess piece, throwing the dusky gold into sharp relief.Queening4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Never let another person touch your totem.
Sitting in a bar, her head cushioned on her arm, Ariadne moved the gold item across her fingers, letting the light catch one curve of the chess piece. The gold was oddly bright among the muted browns and ambers of the bar. Its light shone against the deep mahogany of the bar, reflecting the bright Parisian sun into the shadows of the wood. It glimmered brightly against the crystal of the glass that rested in front of her. A glass filled half way with cheap red wine that made her tongue recoil even though the fact of the matter was she could have bought the most expensive bottle in the bar-if not in all of Paris.
And yet the bright tuesday morning found her in a cheap bar drinking cheap wine and playing 'direct the light' with a bright gold chess pawn.
Raising her head from the cushion of her arm with a miserable sigh, Ariadne rested her hand on the ta