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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2011 10:38:05 GMT 10
Title: Dreams of the Hopeless Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 202 Card: Summer Bingo: (Somewhere New + Games + Summer + Cotton + Holiday) Summary: A galley slave's musings. Set before Tris's Book/Power in the Storm, rated for dark themes & mentioned torture.
If he did nothing to occupy his mind, the darkness, the dampness, the sheer proximity of other people similarly chained... they would drive him insane. Maybe it would even be a mercy.
Row, row, row your boat...
But his betrothed had once told him he had a core of steel (and heart of gold, darling, come back to bed?), and she'd been right. He was a survivor.
So he made it a game, like his fisherman older brother had taught him in the distant past.
Gently down the stream...
If he rowed one hundred strokes without faltering, he would sleep well that night. Two hundred, and he would be allowed a break. Maybe even a full holiday, if Runog was kind. A thousand, and he'd have soft cotton sheets, like those decorating his marriage bed. He'd be allowed time above deck, where the summer breeze could touch him.
(It was still summer, surely? He had not been a prisoner for very long.)
A voice, as sharp as the whip its pirate owner loved, snapped him out of the past.
"Tonight we sail for Winding Circle." Soft laughter. "After that, one way or another, you'll be free of us."
Listen to her scream...
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Post by Lisa on Sept 3, 2011 2:07:19 GMT 10
Oooh, this is delightfully dark an sinister. And it's such an overlooked subject, to boot.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2011 15:17:46 GMT 10
Thank you. I got tired of writing fluff (which never was my strong suit, to be honest) and then this popped out.
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