Lunatic Pandora (3)
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Title: Lunatic Pandora, parts 5 & 6 of 12 (1 & 2 here, 3 & 4 here )
Word Count: 200 (total, two 100-word drabbles)
Notes: This is a twelve-drabble series, each a hundred words, under a single title. I'll be posting them two at a time for the next few days. Saïx-centric, or, more accurately, my idea of who he was before losing his heart.
Overall rating is ~PG-13 for slightly disturbing imagery.
*SPOILERS ABOUND*
V. cassandra’s dilemma
He tried to warn the lord of the land. He approached his shining bastion of scientific research, hands carefully held away from his pockets and as neatly turned out as he was capable of being, desperate to tell them to what their research would lead. He was turned away kindly, with some food and a strained smile. Ansem the Wise did not care for such people, being solidly rooted in the definable world. Prophets and diviners held no place in his land, though they must be tolerated for the sake of their madness, and he would not accept their counsel.
VI. counting coup
The disappearances came as no surprise to him, and if anyone had cared to ask, he could have told them where their family members had gone – into the lowest levels of the castle, into secret rooms full of strange machines and a slowly spreading pool of darkness. He’d been dreaming the future for longer than he could remember, and now was slowly understanding his part in it. It was a mark of special cruelty that the dreams had revealed the method by which they would end, and a mark of his madness that he was prepared to pay the cost.
Title: Lunatic Pandora, parts 5 & 6 of 12 (1 & 2 here, 3 & 4 here )
Word Count: 200 (total, two 100-word drabbles)
Notes: This is a twelve-drabble series, each a hundred words, under a single title. I'll be posting them two at a time for the next few days. Saïx-centric, or, more accurately, my idea of who he was before losing his heart.
Overall rating is ~PG-13 for slightly disturbing imagery.
*SPOILERS ABOUND*
V. cassandra’s dilemma
He tried to warn the lord of the land. He approached his shining bastion of scientific research, hands carefully held away from his pockets and as neatly turned out as he was capable of being, desperate to tell them to what their research would lead. He was turned away kindly, with some food and a strained smile. Ansem the Wise did not care for such people, being solidly rooted in the definable world. Prophets and diviners held no place in his land, though they must be tolerated for the sake of their madness, and he would not accept their counsel.
VI. counting coup
The disappearances came as no surprise to him, and if anyone had cared to ask, he could have told them where their family members had gone – into the lowest levels of the castle, into secret rooms full of strange machines and a slowly spreading pool of darkness. He’d been dreaming the future for longer than he could remember, and now was slowly understanding his part in it. It was a mark of special cruelty that the dreams had revealed the method by which they would end, and a mark of his madness that he was prepared to pay the cost.