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kh_drabbleChallenge: [092] Feathers
Title: One Detail Forgotten
Wordcount: 425
Notes: This wasn't, quite, my first idea. (And, oh it makes no sense. Really.) And let's all pretend that Quasimodo was in KH, okay? Okay ^^ Spoilerfree-like.
He was ever only chasing flight.
Not power, not darkness, just flight.
The first time he dreamed of escaping was not when Kairi came. It was before that, when his mother told him a story of a poor, yet terrible man that was a monster, who lived up in a gilded steeple's prison. The monster wanted to fly away, but he was a human as well as a freak, and he had no feathers with which to fly. All he could do was take care of injured birds, to make sure that they, at least, could escape.
Riku understood the man, for was his island not a prison, too? One surrounded by water, not stone, but a cage to be sure. He asked his mother if she remembered how to fly, so she could teach him, and he could go and teach the man in turn.
She laughed, amused by his question. We've all forgotten, silly, if we ever knew at all. And the boy in the steeple isn't real.
It was the first time Riku knew another to be wrong-- the knowledge of flight was there, (he remembered how to fly in in his dreams, after all) just blocked and waiting for his waking mind to find it, and he knew that the man was as real as he was, only in the story-world.
He tried to explain it to his mother, but she laughed again. She didn't believe that story-worlds were real as well, even though Riku tried to remind her that their world was a story to those worlds.
She told him he was wrong, and he was starting to wonder if he was when Kairi came, and he knew her to be the Princess of a story's world.
So he was right, after all. There were worlds and flight was true. He'd learn how to fly-- feathers, he could remember dimly, weren't required for human flight-- and he'd go and find the kind monster and teach him to fly as well.
And he did escape, if only to be captured again, but something was wrong-- it wasn't flight. And he couldn't find the man's cage anywhere.
It was much later that he remembered the critical rule of flight-- that it was the power of light that made humans fly, and the darkness that caught them and dragged them down. He wondered if the story's monster had known that all along and had flown away long ago.
Title: One Detail Forgotten
Wordcount: 425
Notes: This wasn't, quite, my first idea. (And, oh it makes no sense. Really.) And let's all pretend that Quasimodo was in KH, okay? Okay ^^ Spoilerfree-like.
He was ever only chasing flight.
Not power, not darkness, just flight.
The first time he dreamed of escaping was not when Kairi came. It was before that, when his mother told him a story of a poor, yet terrible man that was a monster, who lived up in a gilded steeple's prison. The monster wanted to fly away, but he was a human as well as a freak, and he had no feathers with which to fly. All he could do was take care of injured birds, to make sure that they, at least, could escape.
Riku understood the man, for was his island not a prison, too? One surrounded by water, not stone, but a cage to be sure. He asked his mother if she remembered how to fly, so she could teach him, and he could go and teach the man in turn.
She laughed, amused by his question. We've all forgotten, silly, if we ever knew at all. And the boy in the steeple isn't real.
It was the first time Riku knew another to be wrong-- the knowledge of flight was there, (he remembered how to fly in in his dreams, after all) just blocked and waiting for his waking mind to find it, and he knew that the man was as real as he was, only in the story-world.
He tried to explain it to his mother, but she laughed again. She didn't believe that story-worlds were real as well, even though Riku tried to remind her that their world was a story to those worlds.
She told him he was wrong, and he was starting to wonder if he was when Kairi came, and he knew her to be the Princess of a story's world.
So he was right, after all. There were worlds and flight was true. He'd learn how to fly-- feathers, he could remember dimly, weren't required for human flight-- and he'd go and find the kind monster and teach him to fly as well.
And he did escape, if only to be captured again, but something was wrong-- it wasn't flight. And he couldn't find the man's cage anywhere.
It was much later that he remembered the critical rule of flight-- that it was the power of light that made humans fly, and the darkness that caught them and dragged them down. He wondered if the story's monster had known that all along and had flown away long ago.
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Date: 2007-01-22 02:05 pm (UTC)That's a gorgeous ending ♥
I love the idea of this. Really, really pretty ♥
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Date: 2007-01-23 12:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-25 04:31 am (UTC)Aw, Riku. ♥
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Date: 2007-01-28 02:24 am (UTC)..and I'll stop rambling now ^^;
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Date: 2007-01-26 08:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-28 02:26 am (UTC)