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Under the bed black
Name: Sebastian
Title: i am not small (but i am no hero)
Story: With The Stars In Mind (need a tag, please!)
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 11. Nightmare
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Main Stage>)
Word Count: 210
Rating: G
Warnings: None really.
Notes: Does anyone remember the Space Witch? Yeah, I've decided to come to her today, since I've been meaning to work on this universe more and have yet to.
The nightmares come, as they often do, in batches. She dreams easy for a while, comfortable in the knowledge that she's safe within the walls of her ship.
Then things turn nasty.
her mind conjures up death, conjures pain and suffering that she could have done something about. She knows she's no hero, yet she carries a hero's guilt. She can't be there for everyone and because of that, some must suffer.
And when they come, stirring her head and making it an angry whirlwind of grief and guilt, she gets to her feet, wakes her ship and flies.
She flies as far and as fast as she can. She doesn't know where she's going, doesn't care either. She just wants to be away, as far as her little ship can carry her.
She wants to be away form people, from the grief, from all of it. She wants to wash her hands of the blood and pretend she could have done nothing to save those who fell.
She is not a hero, she reminds herself. She was not built to be a creature that saves worlds and hunts down those who deserve it.
She whispers the words over and over again as she pushes herself deeper into the darkness.
Title: i am not small (but i am no hero)
Story: With The Stars In Mind (need a tag, please!)
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 11. Nightmare
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Main Stage>)
Word Count: 210
Rating: G
Warnings: None really.
Notes: Does anyone remember the Space Witch? Yeah, I've decided to come to her today, since I've been meaning to work on this universe more and have yet to.
The nightmares come, as they often do, in batches. She dreams easy for a while, comfortable in the knowledge that she's safe within the walls of her ship.
Then things turn nasty.
her mind conjures up death, conjures pain and suffering that she could have done something about. She knows she's no hero, yet she carries a hero's guilt. She can't be there for everyone and because of that, some must suffer.
And when they come, stirring her head and making it an angry whirlwind of grief and guilt, she gets to her feet, wakes her ship and flies.
She flies as far and as fast as she can. She doesn't know where she's going, doesn't care either. She just wants to be away, as far as her little ship can carry her.
She wants to be away form people, from the grief, from all of it. She wants to wash her hands of the blood and pretend she could have done nothing to save those who fell.
She is not a hero, she reminds herself. She was not built to be a creature that saves worlds and hunts down those who deserve it.
She whispers the words over and over again as she pushes herself deeper into the darkness.
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I plan to do it. I keep meaning to do more with her and the crazy forces that she has to deal with.
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She knows she's no hero, yet she carries a hero's guilt.
Yes. This.
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Hee, I am pretty pleased I did the thing too. I'll have to remember to do more with her.
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<333 Thank you!
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Your tag's been added, dear.
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The Space Witch makes me happy. <3 I'm looking forward to making more fic with her.