Post by greenie on Feb 8, 2010 20:13:00 GMT 10
Title: Everlasting
Rating: PG
Length: 268
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Their love is everlasting, like the sun.
Notes: This one's both for Verasque and blamed on her, because she got me hooked on listening to Viva Forever and that inspired this. I'm never listening to it and writing Kel/Sabine again; I ended up bawling my eyes out twice.
“This isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Apparently if you come from the Realms of the Dead you don’t even have to bother with a pigeon.”
Kel whirled around and stared. “Sabine?” she whispered, her voice breaking.
“Goddess, Kel, your face. You look as though you’ve seen a ghost.”
Kel buried her face in her hands, unable to hold back tears. “Sabine, you’re dead.”
“I know.” She gave a shaky laugh. “I’m too scared to try touching anything; I don’t want to go through it.”
Kel forced herself to calm and looked up, although she was constantly having to wipe fresh tears from her eyes. “I want nothing more than to hold you,” she whispered.
“You can’t, Kel. I’m here as a ghost if you need me, that has to be enough.”
“You’re dead,” Kel repeated, clenching her jaw in an effort to keep her dubious composure.
“Love, I was dead well over a century before you were born. A little hiccup in time for a while isn’t enough to change that.”
“I know, but seeing it.”
Sabine gave her a crooked smile. “At least you’re not seeing my rotten body.”
“Sabine!”
“Kel, you need to live your life. Make a difference in the world, don’t let a lifetime of oppurtunities go to waste. The Realms of the Dead are glorious, Kel. I’ll be there, waiting, and I want to be proud of you when you join me.”
“Sabine, you’re fading.” Kel felt panic growing within her.
“That Domitan’s coming. If you’re going to cry, it might as well be in his arms for now.”
Rating: PG
Length: 268
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Their love is everlasting, like the sun.
Notes: This one's both for Verasque and blamed on her, because she got me hooked on listening to Viva Forever and that inspired this. I'm never listening to it and writing Kel/Sabine again; I ended up bawling my eyes out twice.
“This isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Apparently if you come from the Realms of the Dead you don’t even have to bother with a pigeon.”
Kel whirled around and stared. “Sabine?” she whispered, her voice breaking.
“Goddess, Kel, your face. You look as though you’ve seen a ghost.”
Kel buried her face in her hands, unable to hold back tears. “Sabine, you’re dead.”
“I know.” She gave a shaky laugh. “I’m too scared to try touching anything; I don’t want to go through it.”
Kel forced herself to calm and looked up, although she was constantly having to wipe fresh tears from her eyes. “I want nothing more than to hold you,” she whispered.
“You can’t, Kel. I’m here as a ghost if you need me, that has to be enough.”
“You’re dead,” Kel repeated, clenching her jaw in an effort to keep her dubious composure.
“Love, I was dead well over a century before you were born. A little hiccup in time for a while isn’t enough to change that.”
“I know, but seeing it.”
Sabine gave her a crooked smile. “At least you’re not seeing my rotten body.”
“Sabine!”
“Kel, you need to live your life. Make a difference in the world, don’t let a lifetime of oppurtunities go to waste. The Realms of the Dead are glorious, Kel. I’ll be there, waiting, and I want to be proud of you when you join me.”
“Sabine, you’re fading.” Kel felt panic growing within her.
“That Domitan’s coming. If you’re going to cry, it might as well be in his arms for now.”
