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rainbowfic2020-07-29 11:35 pm
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2020-07-29 11:35 pm
Jet Pack Blues #5, Jungle Green #13, Hills of Iowa #13
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Fractured
'Verse: Lux
Colors: Jet Pack Blues #5. I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it, Jungle Green #13. Strange noises, Hills of Iowa #13. I'm just trying to put the atom back together.
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Lillith Faire Day 3 Second Stage), photography, tapestry (Jungle Green + Novelty Beads), canvas, novelty beads,
Word Count: 337
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Michaela, Raphael, Gabriel, Raziel, Lux
Warnings: References to war and character/familial death.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
There had been five of them, once--Michaela the soldier; Raphael the healer; Gabriel the messenger; Raziel the architect; and Lightbringer the spy--or perhaps seeker. Lightbringer was always the hardest to define.
When Lightbringer rebelled, they were still five; or so Gabriel tried to believe; fractured and bitter and hollow though their bonds had become.
Raphael chose to stand in the middle, to clean up after the battles Michaela and Lightbringer waged. To help the other peoples caught in the crossfire, because to do anything else would only make things worse.
Raziel was an architect, not a seer; but Raziel didn't need to be anything else to see where this would lead. To know that it would be a long, long time before her siblings were ever reconciled. Or, failing that, before the war burnt itself out, leaving the world to rebuild. But there were plans to make, foundations to lay. So that when the opportunity finally came, the peoples of the universe would have the tools they needed to take it.
But when Raziel was slain, the rifts between them only grew deeper, deeper than even Raphael could hope to heal. There was a gaping, weeping wound among them now, where their sibling had once stood.
In the wake of that tragedy, even Gabriel found it hard to cling to hope for a happy ending.
And when Lightbringer--calling herself Lux--rose again, and the second war began, there were only four. Only the four of them, and all the ways they had failed the universe and each other and the tasks the Holy One had set for them--
--and the children of Gabriel's wandering child, ready to step into the breach--
--and a Human girl, to give Lux's heart something other than raw purpose to drive it--
--and a pair of twins, whose love and fate might force Raphael to take a stand--
--and, perhaps, in the distance, the ghost of Raziel's voice on the wind, long-dormant, marking out the road to rebuilding when it was finally, truly over.
Story: Fractured
'Verse: Lux
Colors: Jet Pack Blues #5. I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it, Jungle Green #13. Strange noises, Hills of Iowa #13. I'm just trying to put the atom back together.
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Lillith Faire Day 3 Second Stage), photography, tapestry (Jungle Green + Novelty Beads), canvas, novelty beads,
Word Count: 337
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Michaela, Raphael, Gabriel, Raziel, Lux
Warnings: References to war and character/familial death.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
There had been five of them, once--Michaela the soldier; Raphael the healer; Gabriel the messenger; Raziel the architect; and Lightbringer the spy--or perhaps seeker. Lightbringer was always the hardest to define.
When Lightbringer rebelled, they were still five; or so Gabriel tried to believe; fractured and bitter and hollow though their bonds had become.
Raphael chose to stand in the middle, to clean up after the battles Michaela and Lightbringer waged. To help the other peoples caught in the crossfire, because to do anything else would only make things worse.
Raziel was an architect, not a seer; but Raziel didn't need to be anything else to see where this would lead. To know that it would be a long, long time before her siblings were ever reconciled. Or, failing that, before the war burnt itself out, leaving the world to rebuild. But there were plans to make, foundations to lay. So that when the opportunity finally came, the peoples of the universe would have the tools they needed to take it.
But when Raziel was slain, the rifts between them only grew deeper, deeper than even Raphael could hope to heal. There was a gaping, weeping wound among them now, where their sibling had once stood.
In the wake of that tragedy, even Gabriel found it hard to cling to hope for a happy ending.
And when Lightbringer--calling herself Lux--rose again, and the second war began, there were only four. Only the four of them, and all the ways they had failed the universe and each other and the tasks the Holy One had set for them--
--and the children of Gabriel's wandering child, ready to step into the breach--
--and a Human girl, to give Lux's heart something other than raw purpose to drive it--
--and a pair of twins, whose love and fate might force Raphael to take a stand--
--and, perhaps, in the distance, the ghost of Raziel's voice on the wind, long-dormant, marking out the road to rebuilding when it was finally, truly over.
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There will definitely be more about the archangels and how they relate to one another, but yes, this is a good quick look XD