Jan 23, 2010 20:57
[Prince's voice is unsteady. Something in the past few days has touched him, changed him. It makes his breathing uneven, his cadence rocky.]
You have failed. You sought to break us and you have failed.
[Discordia laughs, uncaring.] As you failed them, Prince.
[Quick. Sharp.] Be quiet.
Remember Farah, Prince, lying broken for your mistake.
Your words are empty. They have always been empty.
Kaileena, doomed to your fate.
[A sharp, edged grunt.]
Your father, dead by your very own hand.
You step beyond your bounds, Discordia.
Zelda, victim to your negligence.
[The sound is formless, without language or meaning beyond the rage inferent in it. Discordia gags, the sounds are of thrashing. They continue more than three full minutes, waning slowly. The slump of dead weight fills the silence that follows. Prince's voice is rough, cracking.]
Not again. Never again.
a captured general,
the generic rage within