Challenge 224: To the Moonrise
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Challenge: [224] Sublunar
Title: To the Moonrise
Word Count: 255
Spoilers: For the existence of Lea and Isa
Rating: PG
Isa has three hours until he dies.
He doesn't tell Lea this. He doesn't tell Lea much, these days. Just simple things, useful things: where to find food, where the heartless will attack from, where people are hiding.
Which of those people will turn into heartless.
Lea hates Isa's divinations, but he accepts that they're the reason that, of those who couldn't escape, they've survived the best.
Isa presses his thumb to the cut on his brow and traces patterns onto the floor. It's a practical use of the injury he received earlier, though it makes Lea bristle and fuss like a mother hen. The mouse bones jump and sing, make his teeth click and hum like electricity, and they say:
Isa has two hours until he dies.
It's less accurate than the night divinations, but Isa finds it too difficult to break its thrall now, and a night's incapacitation could spell their end as swiftly as a too-vague divination. Isa knows because he's seen it.
Lea thinks his headache is from his injury. He's half right. The moon is getting brighter every night. It pulls and tugs at his mind, inviting him to see everything if only he would give in, and it hurts more and more each night he resists. He's going to lose the battle one night--this night. He's seen that, too.
They have ten minutes until the moon rises.
Isa has one hour until he dies.
Saix has three days before he wakes.
Lea has...
Saix will...
Axel has...
They....
The moon rises.
Title: To the Moonrise
Word Count: 255
Spoilers: For the existence of Lea and Isa
Rating: PG
Isa has three hours until he dies.
He doesn't tell Lea this. He doesn't tell Lea much, these days. Just simple things, useful things: where to find food, where the heartless will attack from, where people are hiding.
Which of those people will turn into heartless.
Lea hates Isa's divinations, but he accepts that they're the reason that, of those who couldn't escape, they've survived the best.
Isa presses his thumb to the cut on his brow and traces patterns onto the floor. It's a practical use of the injury he received earlier, though it makes Lea bristle and fuss like a mother hen. The mouse bones jump and sing, make his teeth click and hum like electricity, and they say:
Isa has two hours until he dies.
It's less accurate than the night divinations, but Isa finds it too difficult to break its thrall now, and a night's incapacitation could spell their end as swiftly as a too-vague divination. Isa knows because he's seen it.
Lea thinks his headache is from his injury. He's half right. The moon is getting brighter every night. It pulls and tugs at his mind, inviting him to see everything if only he would give in, and it hurts more and more each night he resists. He's going to lose the battle one night--this night. He's seen that, too.
They have ten minutes until the moon rises.
Isa has one hour until he dies.
Saix has three days before he wakes.
Lea has...
Saix will...
Axel has...
They....
The moon rises.
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Date: 2010-04-26 02:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-26 08:23 am (UTC)