Scream Challenge
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Challenge: Scream.
Title: Borrowing A Sound.
Word Count: 199.
It has been a while since he last cried. Come to think of it, not even he can remember when. Almost everyone thinks it is because he has no reason to, or, that he is stronger than they all are. No matter how many times he will fall down, all he does is wipe off the sand and spit on his wound. Nobody knows why he does not simply wash it, instead.
Either way, he is their support. Wakka refuses to admit it to himself; it sounds ridiculous. Nevertheless, it is the truth. If he giggles, they all do the same; why should they feel weak when he does not. Maybe it is a good thing that they are able to stay happy- though, to him, it is merely forced contentment.
Wakka holds back laughter. The unpleasant, cliché sound is not wanted today- but, when is it ever? Instead, he closes his eyes and opens his mouth as wide as he can. Let go, he thinks, trying to scream, if even only slightly. Just let go.
Nothing happens, and he is not surprised. He cannot cry, so he screams. He cannot scream, so all he can do is laugh.
Title: Borrowing A Sound.
Word Count: 199.
It has been a while since he last cried. Come to think of it, not even he can remember when. Almost everyone thinks it is because he has no reason to, or, that he is stronger than they all are. No matter how many times he will fall down, all he does is wipe off the sand and spit on his wound. Nobody knows why he does not simply wash it, instead.
Either way, he is their support. Wakka refuses to admit it to himself; it sounds ridiculous. Nevertheless, it is the truth. If he giggles, they all do the same; why should they feel weak when he does not. Maybe it is a good thing that they are able to stay happy- though, to him, it is merely forced contentment.
Wakka holds back laughter. The unpleasant, cliché sound is not wanted today- but, when is it ever? Instead, he closes his eyes and opens his mouth as wide as he can. Let go, he thinks, trying to scream, if even only slightly. Just let go.
Nothing happens, and he is not surprised. He cannot cry, so he screams. He cannot scream, so all he can do is laugh.
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Date: 2005-09-25 05:19 am (UTC)