Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2020-02-17 09:33 am
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Shrike's Heart (#1)

The woman before you is beautiful—fair of features, with lovely golden skin and luxurious long black hair, petite. You have the immediate and distinct impression that she's just let go of your hand, and she steps back, and smiles.

It's not quite a happy smile.

"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."

You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—

—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.

> Wake Up
syncintohell: (of moonlight)

Re: THE BARRACKS

[personal profile] syncintohell 2020-02-18 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ He does. He'll write on a fresh sheet:

Though this letter was in no way meant for me, gentle stranger, allow me to offer you some words. I have been in your position, wondering if I was deserving of the happiness that was granted me. I have been weak, and found the world an awful place.

It is an awful place, and things of beauty make it livable. If you have only one shard of beauty in this world, and you have not tarnished it, hold tight and protect it. They may deserve more, but that only means you must offer them as much as you can. If you remove yourself from their presence and offering nothing in turn, you are only giving them less.

These words may be hypocritical, but I hope they may be understood, even if they are not believed.

If you cannot find them once more, hope they are safe without you. If you can find them, do all in your power to preserve their beauty. If it is enough to offer you solace, it is doubtful that you are the only one. Love and beauty are the rare sunspots in our dreary shadowed existences upon this earth.

And so, I ask that you not give up. If you cannot find more beauty, it is all the more important that you preserve what you have had the good fortune to find.


When he finishes, he'll fold it and place it atop the other letter, so it may be read before the writer continues. ]

Re: THE BARRACKS

[personal profile] handpuppets 2020-02-18 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ you tidily fold the letter, and leave it there. if anything changes, it's unclear, but the message is delivered. ]
syncintohell: (Held in my arms)

Re: THE BARRACKS

[personal profile] syncintohell 2020-02-18 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ That done with, can he take a look around or is it time for wolves? ]

Re: THE BARRACKS

[personal profile] handpuppets 2020-02-18 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ he can still take a look around! timey wimey, etc, and also there's like only one door ]
syncintohell: (they definitely can’t see)

Re: THE BARRACKS

[personal profile] syncintohell 2020-02-18 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ HE WAS GOING TO CHECK THE DESK but time to protect avante's girl, actually ]