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kh_drabble2005-07-20 09:33 am
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Entry tags:
Two.
Challenge: Silence
Title: Light
Word Count: 102
There were no words shared between them when they finally met again. It was just a comforting embrace, the feel of each other’s solid bodies, and the blessed belief that they would never have to part again. Everything was said in his gentle smile and her we eyes, and the way they clung to each other in relief.
Even the people surrounding them had nothing to say—no cheering from Yuffie, no gruff congratulations from cid. Their love and happiness could be felt throughout the library, no doubts, because sometimes the best way to communicate is to not say anything at all.
Challenge: Silence
Title: Monochrome
Word Count: 106
He dreamed in monochrome with the volume muted, because there were no colors or sounds necessary for him. It was only the scenes he needed—images of innocence and happiness and unquestioned friendship. In his dreams, he remembered watching the sunset and building a raft; he created memories of sharing paopu fruit with his best friends and tamely floating away in the direction of the sun. These dreams overshadowed his nightmares (possession, battles, desperate, anger, betray, and darkness), though the horrors were realistically painted and loud enough to frighten him. The dreams burned brighter in his mind, because his heart loved and remembered only in silence.
Title: Light
Word Count: 102
There were no words shared between them when they finally met again. It was just a comforting embrace, the feel of each other’s solid bodies, and the blessed belief that they would never have to part again. Everything was said in his gentle smile and her we eyes, and the way they clung to each other in relief.
Even the people surrounding them had nothing to say—no cheering from Yuffie, no gruff congratulations from cid. Their love and happiness could be felt throughout the library, no doubts, because sometimes the best way to communicate is to not say anything at all.
Challenge: Silence
Title: Monochrome
Word Count: 106
He dreamed in monochrome with the volume muted, because there were no colors or sounds necessary for him. It was only the scenes he needed—images of innocence and happiness and unquestioned friendship. In his dreams, he remembered watching the sunset and building a raft; he created memories of sharing paopu fruit with his best friends and tamely floating away in the direction of the sun. These dreams overshadowed his nightmares (possession, battles, desperate, anger, betray, and darkness), though the horrors were realistically painted and loud enough to frighten him. The dreams burned brighter in his mind, because his heart loved and remembered only in silence.