Acceptance: A Shiir VignetteShiir'fhayah's heart hammered in his chest like a drum skinned too tightly, threatening to burst if he did not calm himself. Closing his eyes, he drew in a slow, shaking breath to try and steady himself before he raised his hand rapped upon the ancient-looking wooden door. And then he waited.Acceptance: A Shiir Vignette by sirscalf
The wait was nothing short of agony.
"Enter." The voice called coolly, making him startle slightly. He gritted his teeth, angry at his inability to control himself; he was in no way the disciplined warrior he was trying to portray, but it was too late to turn back now. An icy knot formed his chest, filling him with foreboding. He did not think this would go well.
Pushing through the door, squinting as the room turned out to be well-lit compared to the hallway, he entered. Attempting to remain humble, eyes respectfully downcast as his mother had advised him, he padded quietly towards the middle of the room. As s