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newyearcntdownTitle: Snow Day
Author/Artist:jordannamorgan
Length: 300 words.
Summary: The first snowfall arrives in Hinomoto.
Rating: G.
Warnings: None.
Notes: The prompt used is the title.
Fandom: Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress
Disclaimer: They belong to Kabaneri Committee. I'm just giving them love. :)
On December the thirteenth, as the Kotetsujo’s passengers were busy cleaning the train in preparation for the New Year’s holiday, someone looked outside and noticed that the season’s first snow was falling.
For a little while the cleaning was interrupted, as people crowded around windows and rifle slits to watch the snow swirling past. Some hearty souls willing to endure the cold even ventured onto the outer decks. They leaned over the railing to catch snowflakes on their tongues, or drew pictures in the frost that already covered the train’s armored hull.
By the next day, the landscape the Kotetsujo moved through was blanketed with white, and some of the passengers—particularly the children—were visibly growing restless. They gazed out wistfully at the sparkle of fresh snow on open land, yearning to leave the cramped confines of the train and play in it.
Miss Ayame fretted and hesitated, but Ikoma reassured her with a smile.
“It’s okay. If Mumei and I keep watch, it’ll be safe to stop just for a little while, and let everyone enjoy the snow.”
That was how the two Kabaneri came to be perched atop the train that afternoon, still and silent as they listened inwardly for their sense of any approaching Kabane, while below them clamored yells and laughter of townsfolk hurling snowballs at each other.
Breaking his intent concentration, Ikoma cracked one eye open to glance furtively at Mumei beside him. He saw her gazing down at the ruckus with pensive longing.
“Go on,” he said softly, and was rewarded with a tremendous smile before she took off like a shot.
Ikoma didn’t mind keeping watch alone. For him, the burden of being the Kotetsujo’s guardian was more than rewarded by the sight of such rare joy in the people he protected.
2021 Jordanna Morgan
Author/Artist:
jordannamorganLength: 300 words.
Summary: The first snowfall arrives in Hinomoto.
Rating: G.
Warnings: None.
Notes: The prompt used is the title.
Fandom: Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress
Disclaimer: They belong to Kabaneri Committee. I'm just giving them love. :)
On December the thirteenth, as the Kotetsujo’s passengers were busy cleaning the train in preparation for the New Year’s holiday, someone looked outside and noticed that the season’s first snow was falling.
For a little while the cleaning was interrupted, as people crowded around windows and rifle slits to watch the snow swirling past. Some hearty souls willing to endure the cold even ventured onto the outer decks. They leaned over the railing to catch snowflakes on their tongues, or drew pictures in the frost that already covered the train’s armored hull.
By the next day, the landscape the Kotetsujo moved through was blanketed with white, and some of the passengers—particularly the children—were visibly growing restless. They gazed out wistfully at the sparkle of fresh snow on open land, yearning to leave the cramped confines of the train and play in it.
Miss Ayame fretted and hesitated, but Ikoma reassured her with a smile.
“It’s okay. If Mumei and I keep watch, it’ll be safe to stop just for a little while, and let everyone enjoy the snow.”
That was how the two Kabaneri came to be perched atop the train that afternoon, still and silent as they listened inwardly for their sense of any approaching Kabane, while below them clamored yells and laughter of townsfolk hurling snowballs at each other.
Breaking his intent concentration, Ikoma cracked one eye open to glance furtively at Mumei beside him. He saw her gazing down at the ruckus with pensive longing.
“Go on,” he said softly, and was rewarded with a tremendous smile before she took off like a shot.
Ikoma didn’t mind keeping watch alone. For him, the burden of being the Kotetsujo’s guardian was more than rewarded by the sight of such rare joy in the people he protected.
2021 Jordanna Morgan
