Challenge #13: Hope Springs Eternal
Description: Write one or more fics based on one or more of the following prompts. Fanfic, original fic and meta are all welcome. You can be as flexible as you like in interpreting the prompts.
Words: beginnings, daring, decisions, garden, growth, rebirth
Tropes:
Hope Bringer,
Hope is Scary Images:
A Little
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Prompt(s) Used: Words: beginnings, daring, decisions, garden, growth, rebirth; Image: A Little Hope; Quotes: "Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end." ― Seneca
Fandom: The Flash/Arrow
Pairings: None
Warnings: None
Word Count: 365
Barry couldn’t help but think back to everyone’s beginnings, how they all got where they were, as he sat on the old wooden bench in the back yard. They had all done some daring things, they had all made decisions, some good, some bad. It had to have been all worth it though, to be sitting here watching the scene in front of him. He knew that it wasn’t going to stay this good for very long but right now, in this moment he felt at peace. Barry cracked a smile as Felicity and Cisco started arguing over the placement of the new tree they had just gotten for the back garden.
It was a tree to represent the people that they had lost along the way, but also to represent the people they had found. It also was about growth, as the tree grew he also hoped it would bring a sense of rebirth, that maybe they could all start over. Not forget; no never forget, but move on to new things, to have new beginnings.
Barry let out a chuckle as he listened to his friends’ bicker, neither one wanting to be the one to relent. He glanced up when heard footsteps coming from behind him. Oliver sat down beside him and smiled a small smile, holding out a glass of red wine. Barry let out another chuckle.
“You know that it really is wasted on me right?” He asked Oliver his smile widening.
Oliver too let out a chuckle. “I didn’t give it to you to try to get you drunk.” He glanced down at the wine glass in his own hand, and swirled the red contents around the glass. “You can at least enjoy the flavor.”
Barry nodded at this and took a sip. He knew he wasn’t really a wine drinker but for Oliver he would at least pretend he was. He glanced out across the green grass, the tiny tree was finally in the ground and Felicity and Cisco were coming towards them, both smiling, both covered in dirt. He was pretty sure that that little tree was going to give them all a little hope for the future.
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