Symbolism of snow
My brain is refusing to concentrate on Nanowrimo today, and came up with these instead - I know the 'discipline' one is fairly useless, being outside the challenge date (ooops... not very disciplined of me... ^^() ) but it attacked me this morning, so...
Title: Cold
Author: Dragon of Winter Nights
Rating: pg
Challenge: symbolism of snow
Length: 178 words
Cold:
He hears Niwa’s feet scrunching in the snow behind him, but doesn’t move, staring out at the softly luminous flakes dancing in the dark sky.
“I could lie down in it, and just fall asleep.” Satoshi says, almost absently. “I’d just be more paleness in the white, and it would be clean, and maybe I’d be cleaned by it. He couldn’t stop me, not now, if I wanted to. And your life would be easier.” Especially without the battles like the one that dumped them here, he thinks quietly.
“…I think it’d just be cold.” Niwa says, standing next to him, watching with him, and Satoshi isn’t sure whether he means the snow, or…
“I couldn’t get much colder.” He admits, still in that same absent tone. He isn’t sure which way he means it, either.
There’s a rustling beside him, then, and a coat is dropped over his shoulders, still warm from its previous wearer. He blinks, and finally turns to face Daisuke, a question in his eyes.
“Maybe that’ll help.” Daisuke says, softly.
Maybe it does.
Title: Grounded
Author: Dragon of Winter Nights
Rating: pg
Challenge: discipline
Length: 100 words
Grounded:
Niwa Daisuke had been brought up firmly as a child, but his friends were astonished when he admitted he’d never been grounded.
It wasn’t because Emiko had other methods of disciplining him, which she did - though he could hardly explain redoing training runs as soon as he healed, until he could run them in his sleep. He’d even been locked in his room before now - but only to see how quickly he could get out.
Truth was, Emiko would never forbid him leaving the house, because a Niwa always needs an escape route.
Ground him? She couldn’t be that cruel.
Title: Cold
Author: Dragon of Winter Nights
Rating: pg
Challenge: symbolism of snow
Length: 178 words
Cold:
He hears Niwa’s feet scrunching in the snow behind him, but doesn’t move, staring out at the softly luminous flakes dancing in the dark sky.
“I could lie down in it, and just fall asleep.” Satoshi says, almost absently. “I’d just be more paleness in the white, and it would be clean, and maybe I’d be cleaned by it. He couldn’t stop me, not now, if I wanted to. And your life would be easier.” Especially without the battles like the one that dumped them here, he thinks quietly.
“…I think it’d just be cold.” Niwa says, standing next to him, watching with him, and Satoshi isn’t sure whether he means the snow, or…
“I couldn’t get much colder.” He admits, still in that same absent tone. He isn’t sure which way he means it, either.
There’s a rustling beside him, then, and a coat is dropped over his shoulders, still warm from its previous wearer. He blinks, and finally turns to face Daisuke, a question in his eyes.
“Maybe that’ll help.” Daisuke says, softly.
Maybe it does.
Title: Grounded
Author: Dragon of Winter Nights
Rating: pg
Challenge: discipline
Length: 100 words
Grounded:
Niwa Daisuke had been brought up firmly as a child, but his friends were astonished when he admitted he’d never been grounded.
It wasn’t because Emiko had other methods of disciplining him, which she did - though he could hardly explain redoing training runs as soon as he healed, until he could run them in his sleep. He’d even been locked in his room before now - but only to see how quickly he could get out.
Truth was, Emiko would never forbid him leaving the house, because a Niwa always needs an escape route.
Ground him? She couldn’t be that cruel.