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rainbowfic2017-01-26 03:38 pm
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2017-01-26 03:38 pm
Entry tags:
flint
Name: Sebastian
Story: Despite the Abundance (A Moon Calls AU)
Colors: Flint: 1. We've still got our health and a twisted sense of fun
Supplies and Styles: N/A
Word Count: 320
Warnings: Nothing really, just broken bird boys.
Summary: Timothy is (not) a pretty brid
Notes The Moon AU is this weird, sad AU in which Timothy gets pulled into a topsy-turvy fantasy wold and then gets spit back out when it got bored with him. Now he and Nathan are trying to learn how to cope with how the world left him.
Sometimes Timothy is a songbird, perching on the back of the couch, his eyes closed as he sings.
He’ll sing for hours, for days if Nathan would let him. He’ll sing until his throat gives out and it hurts to push the sounds out but he sings all the same. Sings because he knows it’s what he’s supposed to do.
The Moon called him her pretty bird, told him he looked darling with feathers and flight in his eyes. She’s not here though, she left him.
He supposes he wasn’t such a pretty bird after all. He’s not much of a person either though, not much of anything at all.
He hums to himself, old songs that the Moon taught him when he was in her court. She loved to teach him songs, to bestow upon him new tricks that he could do with them. He misses those days, the times when songs were more than pretty noise.
He wants it back, the music, the Moon, the world that had been kinder to him than the one he came from.
Now all he has are old love songs that bounce around his brain and try and tell him he can do more than what is in his power these days.
Nathan doesn’t understand. Nathan things something bad happened to him but Timothy tries to explain. He does hit best to tell him of the moon, her court and the lands outside of it. He tries to explain how wonderful it was, how strange and beautiful and amazing it was.
He tries to tell him what it was like to fly.
It doesn’t work though, no matter how hard he tries, no matter what he does. He tries to be the pretty bird he was before but Nathan only looks worried. He tries to put himself in a cage, to recreate the magic that the Moon had but it never works.
Story: Despite the Abundance (A Moon Calls AU)
Colors: Flint: 1. We've still got our health and a twisted sense of fun
Supplies and Styles: N/A
Word Count: 320
Warnings: Nothing really, just broken bird boys.
Summary: Timothy is (not) a pretty brid
Notes The Moon AU is this weird, sad AU in which Timothy gets pulled into a topsy-turvy fantasy wold and then gets spit back out when it got bored with him. Now he and Nathan are trying to learn how to cope with how the world left him.
Sometimes Timothy is a songbird, perching on the back of the couch, his eyes closed as he sings.
He’ll sing for hours, for days if Nathan would let him. He’ll sing until his throat gives out and it hurts to push the sounds out but he sings all the same. Sings because he knows it’s what he’s supposed to do.
The Moon called him her pretty bird, told him he looked darling with feathers and flight in his eyes. She’s not here though, she left him.
He supposes he wasn’t such a pretty bird after all. He’s not much of a person either though, not much of anything at all.
He hums to himself, old songs that the Moon taught him when he was in her court. She loved to teach him songs, to bestow upon him new tricks that he could do with them. He misses those days, the times when songs were more than pretty noise.
He wants it back, the music, the Moon, the world that had been kinder to him than the one he came from.
Now all he has are old love songs that bounce around his brain and try and tell him he can do more than what is in his power these days.
Nathan doesn’t understand. Nathan things something bad happened to him but Timothy tries to explain. He does hit best to tell him of the moon, her court and the lands outside of it. He tries to explain how wonderful it was, how strange and beautiful and amazing it was.
He tries to tell him what it was like to fly.
It doesn’t work though, no matter how hard he tries, no matter what he does. He tries to be the pretty bird he was before but Nathan only looks worried. He tries to put himself in a cage, to recreate the magic that the Moon had but it never works.
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Thank you! He gets there eventually, I think. It just takes time.
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*rolls in it because YES*
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:D Woooosh!