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,