Pirates of the Caribbea Drabble: Icarus, Fallen
Title: Icarus, Fallen
Author: Laura H fried_flamingo
Rating: PG
Category: Angst, implied J/E, post DMC
Disclaimer: The Mouse Owns All
A/N: 100 words for the blackpearlsails prompt 'Fly'. For reference, Landscape with the Fall of Icarus by Brueghel the Elder and Musee de Beaux Arts by W.H. Auden.
He’s tied together by string and wax, fragile bindings that let him soar for just a moment.
The warmth of her sun summons him, gilds him in glory. A good man.
Soft breath bears him aloft, stirring each oiled feather. Let me comfort you, she whispers, let me bathe you in molten gold. He spirals upwards, yearning for azure, heedless of warnings given.
Suddenly wax melts, string singes and frays. Tallow’s heat blisters his skin and wings crack, flapping in vain. The ocean’s salt balm welcomes him, legs kicking, and as he drowns he wonders, did anyone hear the splash?
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Author: Laura H fried_flamingo
Rating: PG
Category: Angst, implied J/E, post DMC
Disclaimer: The Mouse Owns All
A/N: 100 words for the blackpearlsails prompt 'Fly'. For reference, Landscape with the Fall of Icarus by Brueghel the Elder and Musee de Beaux Arts by W.H. Auden.
He’s tied together by string and wax, fragile bindings that let him soar for just a moment.
The warmth of her sun summons him, gilds him in glory. A good man.
Soft breath bears him aloft, stirring each oiled feather. Let me comfort you, she whispers, let me bathe you in molten gold. He spirals upwards, yearning for azure, heedless of warnings given.
Suddenly wax melts, string singes and frays. Tallow’s heat blisters his skin and wings crack, flapping in vain. The ocean’s salt balm welcomes him, legs kicking, and as he drowns he wonders, did anyone hear the splash?
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