Lunatic Pandora (4)
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Title: Lunatic Pandora, parts 7 & 8 of 12 (1 & 2, 3 & 4, 5 & 6)
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*
VII. fate has chosen you for a task
His chance came only after the population of the city had been decimated by the crawling hearteaters that his nightmares told him had been born from the research of those in the castle. He made his way there slowly, trusting in the unwanted knowledge that he could not fail in this one unholy quest. Finding a way to the deepest basements was difficult, but blind luck and a large sword pulled from a crest above a mantelpiece were on his side. At last he stood in a too-familiar hallway; stood, shivering and weeping blindly, knowing that his fate waited nearby.
VIII. wander by mistake
The final door in the corridor stood slightly ajar, and when he touched it, it swung open noiselessly. He expected the room to stink of blood, to be full of research equipment, but there was only a swirling greenredblueblack maw that hurt his eyes to look at. He froze, uncertain – this was not a room he had seen in his dreams. This was somewhere he was not supposed to be – somewhere nobody was supposed to be.
He stumbled backwards, reeling. The starving shadows outside reached out to catch him with quivering talons. He hefted the sword in desperation, suddenly afraid.
Title: Lunatic Pandora, parts 7 & 8 of 12 (1 & 2, 3 & 4, 5 & 6)
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*
VII. fate has chosen you for a task
His chance came only after the population of the city had been decimated by the crawling hearteaters that his nightmares told him had been born from the research of those in the castle. He made his way there slowly, trusting in the unwanted knowledge that he could not fail in this one unholy quest. Finding a way to the deepest basements was difficult, but blind luck and a large sword pulled from a crest above a mantelpiece were on his side. At last he stood in a too-familiar hallway; stood, shivering and weeping blindly, knowing that his fate waited nearby.
VIII. wander by mistake
The final door in the corridor stood slightly ajar, and when he touched it, it swung open noiselessly. He expected the room to stink of blood, to be full of research equipment, but there was only a swirling greenredblueblack maw that hurt his eyes to look at. He froze, uncertain – this was not a room he had seen in his dreams. This was somewhere he was not supposed to be – somewhere nobody was supposed to be.
He stumbled backwards, reeling. The starving shadows outside reached out to catch him with quivering talons. He hefted the sword in desperation, suddenly afraid.
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Date: 2006-10-11 12:24 am (UTC)Very well-written drabbles, vividly crafted. I'm definitely looking forward to more. ^____^
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Date: 2006-10-12 07:50 pm (UTC)(*is collecting wibbles*)