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rainbowfic2015-09-14 01:10 am
crossfortune) wrote in rainbowfic2015-09-14 01:10 am
Entry tags:
long and lost
Name: Mischa
Story: the empty throne
Colors: verdigris (covered in vines), bistre (Those who are too rigid in their beliefs will break rather than bend with fortune's blows), spark (every finger in the room is pointing at me)
Supplies and Styles:
Word Count: 531
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: implied rape & abusive relationship (forced marriage)
Summary: The Jade Empress almost wishes, in silent moments, that everything could have turned out differently. But she doesn't see any other choices that could have been made.
Or why the Jade Empress made the judgment that she did.
The Jade Empress almost wishes, in silent moments, that everything could have turned out differently. The court of heaven has been near-silent for years beyond counting, beyond human memory, and she presides over a broken pantheon and a broken world. Her throne is cold and her heart hard and she is alone.
But she doesn’t see any other choices that could have been made - and as much as she regrets, in the silence of her heart, she will never vainly wish to take her choices back. Make your choices and live with them, the Youngest had told his children, words she had lived by long before the other gods save the Eldest had come to be, before she had imposed her will on chaos and all other things came to be. And so she had, and so she does.
(the Youngest’s last laugh still echoes in this room, washes off the stone and the tiles, and the remnants of his daughter’s scream hang heavy. She remembers, and she listens, and will never scrub the sound away.)
He had been her favorite, of all the siblings who had come to be, her favorite and most-beloved: had been, is, and always would be, and no amount of apologies on bended knee would undo what she had done to him. Favorite or no, she cannot act against her nature, and the law is the law is the law, set into place to govern creation. Law is the underpinning of creation, what prevents it from unraveling into chaos, and the freedom and happiness of one, no matter how beautiful or beloved, means nothing next to preserving all the worlds. There is only one choice she could have made - the only one she did make. .
(the Eldest is older than law. older than fate, than luck, than justice, than any concept that had come after him, the shadow older than creation itself. He is older than law, and completely outside her power. Even if she had ruled against him, ruled his marriage invalid, there was nothing she could do to actually enforce it. Breaking her own law, eroding the foundations of creation, and for nothing-
She could not take that risk. Not for one, no matter how beautiful or beloved, when all creation hung in the balance. Make your choice, and live with it: she had made her choice, and the consequences cannot be taken back.)
It was the wrong decision, but she did as she thought she had to do. Necessity is hard and cruel, and she would have made the same choice, made the same ruling, even had it been her who had been the one who had been dragged into the darkness. The Jade Empress regrets all that had come after: she regrets the necessity of that choice.
(she holds her secret regret to her heart, and meets the angry eyes of the Keeper of Secrets, who spends little time in heaven and even less speaking with her. all secrets are his to know, and she has never breathed a word of her regret. he knows.
it makes no difference.)
Story: the empty throne
Colors: verdigris (covered in vines), bistre (Those who are too rigid in their beliefs will break rather than bend with fortune's blows), spark (every finger in the room is pointing at me)
Supplies and Styles:
Word Count: 531
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: implied rape & abusive relationship (forced marriage)
Summary: The Jade Empress almost wishes, in silent moments, that everything could have turned out differently. But she doesn't see any other choices that could have been made.
Or why the Jade Empress made the judgment that she did.
The Jade Empress almost wishes, in silent moments, that everything could have turned out differently. The court of heaven has been near-silent for years beyond counting, beyond human memory, and she presides over a broken pantheon and a broken world. Her throne is cold and her heart hard and she is alone.
But she doesn’t see any other choices that could have been made - and as much as she regrets, in the silence of her heart, she will never vainly wish to take her choices back. Make your choices and live with them, the Youngest had told his children, words she had lived by long before the other gods save the Eldest had come to be, before she had imposed her will on chaos and all other things came to be. And so she had, and so she does.
(the Youngest’s last laugh still echoes in this room, washes off the stone and the tiles, and the remnants of his daughter’s scream hang heavy. She remembers, and she listens, and will never scrub the sound away.)
He had been her favorite, of all the siblings who had come to be, her favorite and most-beloved: had been, is, and always would be, and no amount of apologies on bended knee would undo what she had done to him. Favorite or no, she cannot act against her nature, and the law is the law is the law, set into place to govern creation. Law is the underpinning of creation, what prevents it from unraveling into chaos, and the freedom and happiness of one, no matter how beautiful or beloved, means nothing next to preserving all the worlds. There is only one choice she could have made - the only one she did make. .
(the Eldest is older than law. older than fate, than luck, than justice, than any concept that had come after him, the shadow older than creation itself. He is older than law, and completely outside her power. Even if she had ruled against him, ruled his marriage invalid, there was nothing she could do to actually enforce it. Breaking her own law, eroding the foundations of creation, and for nothing-
She could not take that risk. Not for one, no matter how beautiful or beloved, when all creation hung in the balance. Make your choice, and live with it: she had made her choice, and the consequences cannot be taken back.)
It was the wrong decision, but she did as she thought she had to do. Necessity is hard and cruel, and she would have made the same choice, made the same ruling, even had it been her who had been the one who had been dragged into the darkness. The Jade Empress regrets all that had come after: she regrets the necessity of that choice.
(she holds her secret regret to her heart, and meets the angry eyes of the Keeper of Secrets, who spends little time in heaven and even less speaking with her. all secrets are his to know, and she has never breathed a word of her regret. he knows.
it makes no difference.)