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feather_qwill) wrote2007-09-27 12:56 pm
feather_qwill) wrote2007-09-27 12:56 pm
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Dead Earth [G - D, Papa D - PSoH]
Fic time again. I haven't seen any Papa D/Vesca in a while, so I decided to write some. Didn't exactly work out. @_@
Title: Dead Earth
Fandom: Petshop of Horrors
Pairing/Characters: D, Papa D background D/Leon, Papa D/Vesca
Rating: G
Words: 179
Prompt: #018, black (table)
Notes/Summary: Apoco-fic. The earth is dead. V10 spoilers; some squinting required.
Human reckoning of time no longer held any importance, but it had been about a thousand years since the day the earth died, spewing out heavy clouds of dust and ash to block out the sun and poison the air, turning itself cold and black and barren.
It had been a thousand years of silence, and still they waited, Son and Father-Brother, alone in the dark. Waiting. Dreaming. Remembering.
Son remembered a brief moment in time, a millennia past, when he claimed an identity not dependent on family ties. He remembered all the colours of the sun and sky displayed arrogantly on a single mortal’s frame.
Father-Brother spent most years asleep, dreaming at times of a past that wasn’t his and at times of a past that never was. He had few memories of his own.
* * *
The earth was dead and all but empty, but that was not the end. The tribe of D had been waiting for a very long time, and they were almost ready to begin.
There was something stirring in the dark.
end.
Please review. Rotten eggs not desired.
[Set: Colours of the Sun and Sky]
Title: Dead Earth
Fandom: Petshop of Horrors
Pairing/Characters: D, Papa D background D/Leon, Papa D/Vesca
Rating: G
Words: 179
Prompt: #018, black (table)
Notes/Summary: Apoco-fic. The earth is dead. V10 spoilers; some squinting required.
Human reckoning of time no longer held any importance, but it had been about a thousand years since the day the earth died, spewing out heavy clouds of dust and ash to block out the sun and poison the air, turning itself cold and black and barren.
It had been a thousand years of silence, and still they waited, Son and Father-Brother, alone in the dark. Waiting. Dreaming. Remembering.
Son remembered a brief moment in time, a millennia past, when he claimed an identity not dependent on family ties. He remembered all the colours of the sun and sky displayed arrogantly on a single mortal’s frame.
Father-Brother spent most years asleep, dreaming at times of a past that wasn’t his and at times of a past that never was. He had few memories of his own.
* * *
The earth was dead and all but empty, but that was not the end. The tribe of D had been waiting for a very long time, and they were almost ready to begin.
There was something stirring in the dark.
end.
Please review. Rotten eggs not desired.
[Set: Colours of the Sun and Sky]