When No Sleep Comes

Here is a short piece based on a word prompt from the WriYe DreamWidth.  The word was “star” and it took me a while to figure out what to write.  This is set about twelve years before the current timeline, right about the time that Henryk and Zofia were born.  Ilya doesn’t know that Felicja had twins – he only knew that she was pregnant.


Ilya lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.  It had been eight months since he’d been recalled to Veligrad.  Had Felicja had their baby?  Was it healthy?  Was it a boy or a girl?  Where her parents helping her care for their child?

He heaved a sigh and sat up.  Knowing that there would be no more sleep for him that night, he threw back the covers.  He padded across the room to the large window that looked out over the back gardens of Director Petrov’s estate.

His gaze drifted upward, away from the darkened gardens and to the sky overhead.  It seemed as though a million stars twinkled back at him.  There was no moon to hide them with its light.  Everything was dark and peaceful.  Why had he thought of Felicja tonight?

He focused on one particular star.  This, he had told her once, was their star.  If ever they were apart, they could both look at that star and know that it shone on the other as well.  “I miss you,” he breathed.

He lingered for a moment longer.  Then, he turned away from the stars and the darkness outside to his room.  He dressed quickly and headed out of the mansion.  If he wasn’t going to sleep anyway, he might as well do something productive.  A run under the stars might serve to clear his head.