Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 8:07:30 GMT 10
Title: Darkness Inside
Rating: PG
Word Count: 180
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings: Allusion to something nightmare-inducing
Summary: “Please, Briar. Let us help.”
Notes: Inspired by too many talks about panic.
“Briar, you have to open up to us,” Sandry urged from her seat in his bedroom. His sheets were tossed about and his hair stuck to his forehead: another nightmare. “You can’t keep up like this.”
“If it’s the only way, I can and will. And it is the only way.”
“Briar Moss, let us in or we will force our way in,” Tris growled; her concern made her crotchety. She took his hand and held it firmly in her own. “Either will make Rosethorn do it or we’ll do it the way we saved her.”
Daja turned to her sister. “The way we saved her? How would that help Briar?”
Tris’ spectacles flashed in the lantern-light; it seemed probable her eyes did the same beneath, with the intensity of her gaze. “We will jump right in and find the darkness inside. Then we’ll free him from it. Panic comes from a fear of death, doesn’t it, so what else is darkness?”
Sandry drew a Gods’ circle on her chest and held her brother tight. “Please, Briar. Let us help.”
Rating: PG
Word Count: 180
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings: Allusion to something nightmare-inducing
Summary: “Please, Briar. Let us help.”
Notes: Inspired by too many talks about panic.
“Briar, you have to open up to us,” Sandry urged from her seat in his bedroom. His sheets were tossed about and his hair stuck to his forehead: another nightmare. “You can’t keep up like this.”
“If it’s the only way, I can and will. And it is the only way.”
“Briar Moss, let us in or we will force our way in,” Tris growled; her concern made her crotchety. She took his hand and held it firmly in her own. “Either will make Rosethorn do it or we’ll do it the way we saved her.”
Daja turned to her sister. “The way we saved her? How would that help Briar?”
Tris’ spectacles flashed in the lantern-light; it seemed probable her eyes did the same beneath, with the intensity of her gaze. “We will jump right in and find the darkness inside. Then we’ll free him from it. Panic comes from a fear of death, doesn’t it, so what else is darkness?”
Sandry drew a Gods’ circle on her chest and held her brother tight. “Please, Briar. Let us help.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!