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rainbowfic2014-01-06 03:30 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2014-01-06 03:30 pm
Atomic Tangerine 4 - Eraser - Graffiti - Photography - Stain - Feathers - Glitter
Name: Kana
Title: Lost
Story: Shadows in the distance
Characters: Caithlynn
Colors: Atomic Tangerine 4. the end of the world
Supplies and Styles: Eraser (Apocaliptic AU) – Graffiti (I’ll have seconds) – Photography – Stain (Lose your mind and come to your senses) – Feathers (http://stayintheroom.dreamwidth.org/200427.html) – Glitter (“And in the end, we were all just humans... drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness." – F. Scott Fitzgerald)
Word count: 509
Rating: PG13
Warnings: for the end of the world and dead
Summary: Caithlynn is the only one left.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
You have your eyes closed. There are no tears running down your cheeks. You have no more tears left to shed. Not anymore. Not after...
A soft sigh escapes you. And you wonder why you try to keep it silent. There is nothing left after all. Nothing left. No one left.
No hope. No Wielders. No Dragons. Just you. And it is because of you that all failed. You know it is your fault. Deep down, you know, even though Alan told you it wasn’t true. Told you mere seconds before he vanished, right in front of your eyes.
You remember the cry that escaped your lips when he disappeared. You remember the pain when you saw how they struck Frey down. You remember the pain and the loneliness when Taigiri left. All dead. All gone. No one remains.
The last message your Dragon send you, through your bond, was one of love and faith. But now… There is nothing left. Nothing but ashes and ruin and pain. So much pain.
There are fires all around you. It is all there is left on this world. Fire. And darkness. A darkness that has been here for a while. A darkness that keeps on creeping closer. A darkness that will soon conquer all.
And you. It is strange, but you are still alive. One way or another, you are still here. You wonder why. For a second you have wondered why. Until you realized it doesn’t matter. It really doesn’t. You will perish soon enough as well.
The only thing that surviving until this very moment actually means, is knowing well enough the loss and the pain and the sadness. It has turned you numb. And you would welcome death with a smile. For it will take everything away. All the pain. And all you have done wrong… It will all be erased.
The fact that you will be erased as well, the fact that the world will be lost... It seems so trivial, now everyone is gone. There is nothing left to protect. There is no one left to care for.
You lift your face when you hear it. Something breaking. Something... Shattering. Like glass on the ground. But it must be your imagination. It can't be. There is nothing left to destroy. Nothing left to shatter. Nothing but... You. And even that... You have been broken since the first losses. Tessa, Frey, Alan, Taigiri, the other three Dragons. And knowing, not having seen it, but just knowing, that your mother died in fire as well.
Shaking your head you hide your face in your hands. Refusing to look, refusing to see. For it doesn't matter anymore. To you, it doesn't matter anymore. To the world... It doesn't matter anymore.
All is lost. And it is your fault. And you do not want to see how it all ends... How everything perishes. How everything will be consumed by flames and fire and darkness. How the world will stop spinning. How the darkness will completely decent and make time stop...
Title: Lost
Story: Shadows in the distance
Characters: Caithlynn
Colors: Atomic Tangerine 4. the end of the world
Supplies and Styles: Eraser (Apocaliptic AU) – Graffiti (I’ll have seconds) – Photography – Stain (Lose your mind and come to your senses) – Feathers (http://stayintheroom.dreamwidth.org/200427.html) – Glitter (“And in the end, we were all just humans... drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness." – F. Scott Fitzgerald)
Word count: 509
Rating: PG13
Warnings: for the end of the world and dead
Summary: Caithlynn is the only one left.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
You have your eyes closed. There are no tears running down your cheeks. You have no more tears left to shed. Not anymore. Not after...
A soft sigh escapes you. And you wonder why you try to keep it silent. There is nothing left after all. Nothing left. No one left.
No hope. No Wielders. No Dragons. Just you. And it is because of you that all failed. You know it is your fault. Deep down, you know, even though Alan told you it wasn’t true. Told you mere seconds before he vanished, right in front of your eyes.
You remember the cry that escaped your lips when he disappeared. You remember the pain when you saw how they struck Frey down. You remember the pain and the loneliness when Taigiri left. All dead. All gone. No one remains.
The last message your Dragon send you, through your bond, was one of love and faith. But now… There is nothing left. Nothing but ashes and ruin and pain. So much pain.
There are fires all around you. It is all there is left on this world. Fire. And darkness. A darkness that has been here for a while. A darkness that keeps on creeping closer. A darkness that will soon conquer all.
And you. It is strange, but you are still alive. One way or another, you are still here. You wonder why. For a second you have wondered why. Until you realized it doesn’t matter. It really doesn’t. You will perish soon enough as well.
The only thing that surviving until this very moment actually means, is knowing well enough the loss and the pain and the sadness. It has turned you numb. And you would welcome death with a smile. For it will take everything away. All the pain. And all you have done wrong… It will all be erased.
The fact that you will be erased as well, the fact that the world will be lost... It seems so trivial, now everyone is gone. There is nothing left to protect. There is no one left to care for.
You lift your face when you hear it. Something breaking. Something... Shattering. Like glass on the ground. But it must be your imagination. It can't be. There is nothing left to destroy. Nothing left to shatter. Nothing but... You. And even that... You have been broken since the first losses. Tessa, Frey, Alan, Taigiri, the other three Dragons. And knowing, not having seen it, but just knowing, that your mother died in fire as well.
Shaking your head you hide your face in your hands. Refusing to look, refusing to see. For it doesn't matter anymore. To you, it doesn't matter anymore. To the world... It doesn't matter anymore.
All is lost. And it is your fault. And you do not want to see how it all ends... How everything perishes. How everything will be consumed by flames and fire and darkness. How the world will stop spinning. How the darkness will completely decent and make time stop...
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And yes, for the moment, surviving is the worst possible thing.
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