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rainbowfic2012-08-17 02:24 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2012-08-17 02:24 pm
Fog Grey 9 - Transparent 22 - Ember 9 - Glitter
Name: Kana
Title: Defiance
Story: Memories once stolen
Characters: Nelly, The King
Colors: Fog Grey 9 Nip of frost - Transparent 22 Vicious - Ember 9 Choleric
Supplies and Styles: Glitter ("If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders." - Bernard Byer)
Word count: 375
Rating: PG13
Summary: Nelly got caught by the King’s magicians
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
“Well well. Look what the cat dragged in.”
She struggles against the hands that are holding her down. Forced on her knees. A pressure on her neck so she can’t look up. No one is allowed to look the king in the eye without his permission.
“What is your name?”
She doesn’t answer. Proud. And stubborn. And perhaps a little braver than she actually is.
A growl escapes her when his lean fingers take a hold of her chin, lifting her face. Eyes flashing fire, the look on her face is defiant.
“Oh, pretty little wild thing.”
His laugh is cold and cruel and it makes her want to cringe. To run and hide.
“Your name!”
He all but yells the order. And still she stays silent. Doesn’t speak when his hand slaps her face. Hard. Her head turning the other way. The ring he wears imprinted on her cheek.
She closes her eyes for a second. Before turning her face back to him.
Cold, snake-like eyes watch her every move. The look she shoots him back is just as cold. And at least double so angry. She carefully shields all her other emotions for him. The fear. She must not show him how afraid she is. Not only for her and what he’ll do to her. But mostly for her friends. For her brother. For… Rafael.
“You don’t seem to be scared of me…”
For a second she thinks he sounds a little impressed. Until she realizes that is impossible. He’s merely annoyed.
Timmy… Her little brother. So young. So full of life. Too young to be part of this fight. Of this Rebellion. Yet he is the one that dragged most of them into it.
“You will not be able to hide from me forever. One day I will know. One day soon…”
It is only when he turns and leaves the room, that Nelly allows herself to shiver. Only when he leaves the room that she notices that it was ice cold in the room. As if his very presence brings in winter.
Timmy. Rafael.
She doesn’t know what she’ll do, doesn’t know what will happen, if the King uses them to break her.
There is one reassuring thought in her head though. She is no one. She is of no importance. She doesn’t mean anything… Having her dead. Or broken… It doesn’t matter… She is replaceable.
Title: Defiance
Story: Memories once stolen
Characters: Nelly, The King
Colors: Fog Grey 9 Nip of frost - Transparent 22 Vicious - Ember 9 Choleric
Supplies and Styles: Glitter ("If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders." - Bernard Byer)
Word count: 375
Rating: PG13
Summary: Nelly got caught by the King’s magicians
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
“Well well. Look what the cat dragged in.”
She struggles against the hands that are holding her down. Forced on her knees. A pressure on her neck so she can’t look up. No one is allowed to look the king in the eye without his permission.
“What is your name?”
She doesn’t answer. Proud. And stubborn. And perhaps a little braver than she actually is.
A growl escapes her when his lean fingers take a hold of her chin, lifting her face. Eyes flashing fire, the look on her face is defiant.
“Oh, pretty little wild thing.”
His laugh is cold and cruel and it makes her want to cringe. To run and hide.
“Your name!”
He all but yells the order. And still she stays silent. Doesn’t speak when his hand slaps her face. Hard. Her head turning the other way. The ring he wears imprinted on her cheek.
She closes her eyes for a second. Before turning her face back to him.
Cold, snake-like eyes watch her every move. The look she shoots him back is just as cold. And at least double so angry. She carefully shields all her other emotions for him. The fear. She must not show him how afraid she is. Not only for her and what he’ll do to her. But mostly for her friends. For her brother. For… Rafael.
“You don’t seem to be scared of me…”
For a second she thinks he sounds a little impressed. Until she realizes that is impossible. He’s merely annoyed.
Timmy… Her little brother. So young. So full of life. Too young to be part of this fight. Of this Rebellion. Yet he is the one that dragged most of them into it.
“You will not be able to hide from me forever. One day I will know. One day soon…”
It is only when he turns and leaves the room, that Nelly allows herself to shiver. Only when he leaves the room that she notices that it was ice cold in the room. As if his very presence brings in winter.
Timmy. Rafael.
She doesn’t know what she’ll do, doesn’t know what will happen, if the King uses them to break her.
There is one reassuring thought in her head though. She is no one. She is of no importance. She doesn’t mean anything… Having her dead. Or broken… It doesn’t matter… She is replaceable.
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*feels a shiver run down her spine* Such a creepy guy.
-She is replaceable.-
Uhm, no -_-; Not true.
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And yeah, not true indeed. :p
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