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Jan. 5th, 2013 09:45 amChallenge: [299] Birthdays
Title: Reassurance
Word Count: 138
Notes: What would even possess me to write for Eraqus, given that the only person I actively dislike more than him is Yen Sid, I cannot say. (Not that I don't think they have good points, but they both scream Intolerance in Favor of the Light and it makes me hiss.) I just. Yeah, blinky eyes is all I've got.
There are times when the light he seeks seems farther away than ever. When he worries that the worlds may never have true peace, and Xehanort’s words on balance linger in his mind.
His birthday is generally one of them. Another year closer to the end. Solitary meditation is his custom at these times, alone with his thoughts and the light of one candle for focus.
Or it has been. His apprentices are still so new, and he so occupied in his own dark thoughts, that he’s nearly forgotten they are there. Until he enters the kitchen and discovers them both waiting for him, standing on either side of a small cake whose candles are arranged in the shape of a key.
“Happy Birthday, Master.” they say together, and perhaps there is some light in the future yet.
Title: Reassurance
Word Count: 138
Notes: What would even possess me to write for Eraqus, given that the only person I actively dislike more than him is Yen Sid, I cannot say. (Not that I don't think they have good points, but they both scream Intolerance in Favor of the Light and it makes me hiss.) I just. Yeah, blinky eyes is all I've got.
There are times when the light he seeks seems farther away than ever. When he worries that the worlds may never have true peace, and Xehanort’s words on balance linger in his mind.
His birthday is generally one of them. Another year closer to the end. Solitary meditation is his custom at these times, alone with his thoughts and the light of one candle for focus.
Or it has been. His apprentices are still so new, and he so occupied in his own dark thoughts, that he’s nearly forgotten they are there. Until he enters the kitchen and discovers them both waiting for him, standing on either side of a small cake whose candles are arranged in the shape of a key.
“Happy Birthday, Master.” they say together, and perhaps there is some light in the future yet.
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Date: 2013-01-05 03:00 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-01-06 03:06 am (UTC)In other words, well done. :)
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Date: 2013-01-06 08:13 am (UTC)A Darker individual might have suspected what was happening. :p /mini-rant
Thank you! :D
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Date: 2013-01-06 03:58 pm (UTC)Also, I am a teacher IRL, and I cannot stand that kind of intolerance in a teacher.
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Date: 2013-01-07 07:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-01-07 02:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-01-09 11:22 pm (UTC)Also, cake baking apprentices: made of adorable and win. <3
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Date: 2013-01-10 02:25 am (UTC)And yesss. Just a little more flex, a little willingness even to acknowledge that other people don't think like you and that whole thing could've played out so differently. This whole universe desperately needs someone who can treat the Light and the Dark as elements and not moral alignments. And don't even get me started on Ansem the Inappropriately Monikered. >:/
Cake-baking apprentices are the best kind, yes. :)