Challenge 215
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kh_drabbleChallenge: [215] Begin at the End
Title: What were we really fighting for?
Word count: 279
Notes: WARNING: Relatively graphic violence. The song is "Ready to Fly" by Ronan Tynan. Title from I think "Goodnight Saigon" by Billy Joel.
And every new road I think is the one, seems to lead right back to me. I've looked for a way to be wiser, a way to be strong. Now I see the answer was hiding in me all along.
Being dissolved in darkness leaves a lot of time for introspection, which, Axel thinks, is not necessarily a good thing. It gets worse when he realizes that as a malleable consciousness (“soul”) there is nothing preventing him from having emotions except force of habit. Some things the universe doesn’t notice until you remind it.
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Imagine that for some reason, maybe you were hypnotized or half-asleep, there was a time when you…weren’t you. You were like a life-sized doll, with no feeling in you. Imagine you went out one day while you were like this, went into a school, and started killing with nothing in your heart but satisfaction. Then you went home and fell asleep, but now it’s morning and you remember everything. You remember the screams and the blood and the snap of bone and the screams and the crunch a skull makes as it is beaten in and the way blood sprays and the way some of them looked almost happy and the feel of muscle tearing beneath your hands and the screaming and the way your feet stuck slightly to the floor when you walked out and the shape of their broken bodies and the blood and the screams and the memories won’t stop…
Now imagine you killed worlds.
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Axel turned in the darkness. It could have been minutes or years in this place, but the memories were fading.
He thought about himself. What he had been trying to do, what he had been trying to find. How he thought the Organization could help him. What he really found.
Axel thought for a long time.
Then he opened his eyes and unlocked his heart.
Title: What were we really fighting for?
Word count: 279
Notes: WARNING: Relatively graphic violence. The song is "Ready to Fly" by Ronan Tynan. Title from I think "Goodnight Saigon" by Billy Joel.
And every new road I think is the one, seems to lead right back to me. I've looked for a way to be wiser, a way to be strong. Now I see the answer was hiding in me all along.
Being dissolved in darkness leaves a lot of time for introspection, which, Axel thinks, is not necessarily a good thing. It gets worse when he realizes that as a malleable consciousness (“soul”) there is nothing preventing him from having emotions except force of habit. Some things the universe doesn’t notice until you remind it.
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Imagine that for some reason, maybe you were hypnotized or half-asleep, there was a time when you…weren’t you. You were like a life-sized doll, with no feeling in you. Imagine you went out one day while you were like this, went into a school, and started killing with nothing in your heart but satisfaction. Then you went home and fell asleep, but now it’s morning and you remember everything. You remember the screams and the blood and the snap of bone and the screams and the crunch a skull makes as it is beaten in and the way blood sprays and the way some of them looked almost happy and the feel of muscle tearing beneath your hands and the screaming and the way your feet stuck slightly to the floor when you walked out and the shape of their broken bodies and the blood and the screams and the memories won’t stop…
Now imagine you killed worlds.
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Axel turned in the darkness. It could have been minutes or years in this place, but the memories were fading.
He thought about himself. What he had been trying to do, what he had been trying to find. How he thought the Organization could help him. What he really found.
Axel thought for a long time.
Then he opened his eyes and unlocked his heart.
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Date: 2010-01-29 12:09 am (UTC)sdaghhsdajhfsdaghh;dsajgsdafgfdsggefgjfe.
Axel.
kaos, I LOVE YOU.
This!!
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Date: 2010-01-29 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-29 03:31 am (UTC)Psh. This is beautiful! Oh my gosh, I love it! Axel! I love this!
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Date: 2010-01-29 11:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-29 06:47 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-01-29 10:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-30 03:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-30 05:38 am (UTC)you are far too young to write something this creepyeeeeeeeeeeee. zomg. the middle bit freaked me out in the best possible way.
<3 you. are stupid good at this.
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Date: 2010-01-30 03:19 pm (UTC)of course.And the actual song is really sweet and stuff. 0.o
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Date: 2010-01-30 10:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-30 03:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-31 09:13 am (UTC)THIS DESERVES MUCH CAPSLOCK FANGIRLY JOY! AMAZINGGGG.
Now imagine you killed worlds.
That, dear, is genius. Lovelylovelylovely! Adding to mems.
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Date: 2010-01-31 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-31 09:36 am (UTC)This was such a lovely piece. I CAN'T EVEN. sfahkfa AXEL. AND. YOU.
THANK YOU. :D
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Date: 2010-01-31 04:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-31 01:50 pm (UTC)And I believe this has been mentioned much already, but truth bears repeating and it is gorgeously creepy. ♥
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Date: 2010-01-31 03:59 pm (UTC)♥