[drabble] Impaler
Title: Impaler
Characters: Romania
Challenge: 13 -- Spook
Bonus Words: None
Rating: G
Summary: He wasn't entirely coherent at that time. For hetachallenge.
A/N I would be lying if I said Gertrude Stein's If I Told Him wasn't in mind as I wrote this.
First, it is the fifteenth century
he doesn't remember the exact year year what was that year that year had a day, a day it had, which day was it? can't remember that day can't remember that year can't remember remember remember he can't remember
and Romania is not Romania. Right now he is Wallachia, or perhaps he is Moldavia or even Transylvania, though that last one is not likely. Romania went by a lot of names back then, right now he preferrs Mircea. Mircea is standing in a field
also a castle with a field but there's a castle too no it's a field a field? a village but the village is burnt charred ashes on the ground ground has bodies bodies hidden behind debris
staring, simply gazing out into the horizon where the sun is setting as a bright orb, staining the darkening cobalt sky as if it is blood. He pulls his coat closer around himself, knowing he should probably head inside soon; the weather is beginning to get cold and while the change is welcome, it is not beneficial to his health. He hasn't been doing very well lately, has he? Similar to all the people lying here, actually.
not a field graveyard
It's only now that he's thinking about it that he even notices. He's been busy the last few years, caught up in the frantic fervor of defending his home against those who would take it away.
the empire stands he walks runs sits atop a horse smiles grins glowers at mircea's small form and mircea knows he is going
to die
again
Mircea finds he doesn't remember killing and being killed, not really. Maybe it's because of who he is? Maybe he is equipped against being haunted?
He expects nothing less from an inhuman.
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Characters: Romania
Challenge: 13 -- Spook
Bonus Words: None
Rating: G
Summary: He wasn't entirely coherent at that time. For hetachallenge.
A/N I would be lying if I said Gertrude Stein's If I Told Him wasn't in mind as I wrote this.
First, it is the fifteenth century
he doesn't remember the exact year year what was that year that year had a day, a day it had, which day was it? can't remember that day can't remember that year can't remember remember remember he can't remember
and Romania is not Romania. Right now he is Wallachia, or perhaps he is Moldavia or even Transylvania, though that last one is not likely. Romania went by a lot of names back then, right now he preferrs Mircea. Mircea is standing in a field
also a castle with a field but there's a castle too no it's a field a field? a village but the village is burnt charred ashes on the ground ground has bodies bodies hidden behind debris
staring, simply gazing out into the horizon where the sun is setting as a bright orb, staining the darkening cobalt sky as if it is blood. He pulls his coat closer around himself, knowing he should probably head inside soon; the weather is beginning to get cold and while the change is welcome, it is not beneficial to his health. He hasn't been doing very well lately, has he? Similar to all the people lying here, actually.
not a field graveyard
It's only now that he's thinking about it that he even notices. He's been busy the last few years, caught up in the frantic fervor of defending his home against those who would take it away.
the empire stands he walks runs sits atop a horse smiles grins glowers at mircea's small form and mircea knows he is going
to die
again
Mircea finds he doesn't remember killing and being killed, not really. Maybe it's because of who he is? Maybe he is equipped against being haunted?
He expects nothing less from an inhuman.
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