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Challenge: [175] Hope
Title: Dreams in Hell
Word Count: 200.
Spoilers: None.
Characters: Demyx, Vexen, Larxene, Xemnas.
Summary: What power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream of Heaven? -- Dream of the Endless (For dreams are hopes, and echoes of hopes, even for creatures of Despair.)
In the city without morning, they wake from the daylight of dreams to the shadows of the night that has no dawn. They wake, and they hope, for hope remains when all else is gone to convince them that tomorrow is worth the trouble.
Demyx wakes, and he hopes that today he will finally be comfortable in this body not entirely his own, or that he will get his own, comfortable flesh back to wear. Vexen wakes, and he hopes that today the answers he has so long sought will finally be within reach of his questing fingertips. Larxene wakes, and she hopes that today she will remember why she bothered with the books she used to read, which no longer strike a chord in her empty breast. Xemnas wakes, and he hopes that today the veil of time will part and show all the past stretched out before him, his to know and own at long last.
They are, of course, all wrong. Today, like yesterday, they will go to sleep touched by the same old tired despair. But such is the nature of hope that they will wake again tomorrow, and hope again that today something will change.
Title: Dreams in Hell
Word Count: 200.
Spoilers: None.
Characters: Demyx, Vexen, Larxene, Xemnas.
Summary: What power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream of Heaven? -- Dream of the Endless (For dreams are hopes, and echoes of hopes, even for creatures of Despair.)
In the city without morning, they wake from the daylight of dreams to the shadows of the night that has no dawn. They wake, and they hope, for hope remains when all else is gone to convince them that tomorrow is worth the trouble.
Demyx wakes, and he hopes that today he will finally be comfortable in this body not entirely his own, or that he will get his own, comfortable flesh back to wear. Vexen wakes, and he hopes that today the answers he has so long sought will finally be within reach of his questing fingertips. Larxene wakes, and she hopes that today she will remember why she bothered with the books she used to read, which no longer strike a chord in her empty breast. Xemnas wakes, and he hopes that today the veil of time will part and show all the past stretched out before him, his to know and own at long last.
They are, of course, all wrong. Today, like yesterday, they will go to sleep touched by the same old tired despair. But such is the nature of hope that they will wake again tomorrow, and hope again that today something will change.
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Date: 2009-01-29 11:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-29 12:58 pm (UTC)