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kh_drabbleChallenge: 104. wonderland
Title: Waiting
Word Count: 200
Notes: Set during KH1 - featuring Princesses and a second person tense that insisted on changing from singular to plural at will. :D;;;;;
Glass coffins that serve as prison cells. Shadows that leap up and try to claw out your heart. These are the landmarks of a new world, a world away from all the other Worlds that you know of.
There was a witch, at one time. You remember seeing a cloak melt into green fire; some remember a cruel face, or cackling laughter. The only one who hasn’t mentioned anything is the lovely girl who hasn’t woken up yet.
So you wait. You make small talk, as best you can. There isn’t any weather to depend on, but you talk about how chilly it is. If this is a castle, like in fairy-tales and history, it isn’t very impressive.
The practical beauty who had gone to explore returns some time later. You listen politely as she explains about the secret passage to an enormous library. She shows the book she has brought with her, and you read that you are not just in a world, but a World, although it had fallen into darkness. None of you have heard of such a thing before.
It’s strange, and wonderful, but more than ever, you want to go home.
You much prefer Wonderland.
Title: Waiting
Word Count: 200
Notes: Set during KH1 - featuring Princesses and a second person tense that insisted on changing from singular to plural at will. :D;;;;;
Glass coffins that serve as prison cells. Shadows that leap up and try to claw out your heart. These are the landmarks of a new world, a world away from all the other Worlds that you know of.
There was a witch, at one time. You remember seeing a cloak melt into green fire; some remember a cruel face, or cackling laughter. The only one who hasn’t mentioned anything is the lovely girl who hasn’t woken up yet.
So you wait. You make small talk, as best you can. There isn’t any weather to depend on, but you talk about how chilly it is. If this is a castle, like in fairy-tales and history, it isn’t very impressive.
The practical beauty who had gone to explore returns some time later. You listen politely as she explains about the secret passage to an enormous library. She shows the book she has brought with her, and you read that you are not just in a world, but a World, although it had fallen into darkness. None of you have heard of such a thing before.
It’s strange, and wonderful, but more than ever, you want to go home.
You much prefer Wonderland.
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