[Mukashi Tales]: Inherited Dreams
Title: Inherited Dreams
Summary: During the hottest parts of the day, Seto's mother would call him in to study.
Pairing(s): None.
Notes: Written for the eighth challenge, Weather, of the Livejournal community ygodrabble.
Disclaimer: Yuugiou (Yu-Gi-Oh!, Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters) is the property of Takahashi Kazuki and respective publishers, including Shueisha, Studio Gallop, Nihon Ad Systems, Toei Animation, 4Kids, and others. I would never claim to own it or attempt to make money off of it- just think of this as a written, free doujinshi and hopefully we'll get along fine ;)
Inherited Dreams
-o-
In the village there was always a great deal of work to be done, but at midday the heat would send most searching for cover. This was also when Seto's mother would insist that he leave his chores (and hobble that wild horse of yours, please), and come inside for lessons.
"I will not have it said that my son can be bested by a lazy scribe who looks down his nose at others," she would say, and set him to copy down memorized prayers and spells (in hieroglyphs as well as hieratic, you're a good enough artist to be able to draw them quickly).
Seto would dutifully do so, all the while listening to more lessons, learning of the ways of priests, of the court, of the noble families which, by now, he'd realized that his mother must have originally been one of. His father was a great soldier who had died in battle, doing everything he could to protect his kingdom, and Seto would grow up to be just like him…though perhaps not a soldier. Kaa-san always insisted that he was too intelligent, clearly too talented in magic (you have already surpassed the petty magicians here, Seto; you have nothing more to learn from them), to be anything but a priest.
Now, all the midday heat can do is bear down on a set of ruins. There are survivors, but too few to rebuild, and they are scattering, finding new places to forge new lives in. They have friends and family who will take them in elsewhere, after all.
Seto doesn't even have his horse, the feral horse he had caught and tamed all by himself, but he won't allow that to hold him back. He doesn't resent the loss, and only hopes that that girl found her way to safety on him. If they're lucky, maybe they'll meet again one day.
But for now, he tries to ignore the heat as he says his farewells. He has to leave, and he has to look towards the future which he can control. His mother had always been determined to prevent whatever misfortune had befallen her from holding him back, and she has ensured that it never will. Now, with Kaa-san passed from this world, it is left to Seto to ensure that her dreams will be fulfilled.
Summary: During the hottest parts of the day, Seto's mother would call him in to study.
Pairing(s): None.
Notes: Written for the eighth challenge, Weather, of the Livejournal community ygodrabble.
Disclaimer: Yuugiou (Yu-Gi-Oh!, Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters) is the property of Takahashi Kazuki and respective publishers, including Shueisha, Studio Gallop, Nihon Ad Systems, Toei Animation, 4Kids, and others. I would never claim to own it or attempt to make money off of it- just think of this as a written, free doujinshi and hopefully we'll get along fine ;)
Inherited Dreams
-o-
In the village there was always a great deal of work to be done, but at midday the heat would send most searching for cover. This was also when Seto's mother would insist that he leave his chores (and hobble that wild horse of yours, please), and come inside for lessons.
"I will not have it said that my son can be bested by a lazy scribe who looks down his nose at others," she would say, and set him to copy down memorized prayers and spells (in hieroglyphs as well as hieratic, you're a good enough artist to be able to draw them quickly).
Seto would dutifully do so, all the while listening to more lessons, learning of the ways of priests, of the court, of the noble families which, by now, he'd realized that his mother must have originally been one of. His father was a great soldier who had died in battle, doing everything he could to protect his kingdom, and Seto would grow up to be just like him…though perhaps not a soldier. Kaa-san always insisted that he was too intelligent, clearly too talented in magic (you have already surpassed the petty magicians here, Seto; you have nothing more to learn from them), to be anything but a priest.
Now, all the midday heat can do is bear down on a set of ruins. There are survivors, but too few to rebuild, and they are scattering, finding new places to forge new lives in. They have friends and family who will take them in elsewhere, after all.
Seto doesn't even have his horse, the feral horse he had caught and tamed all by himself, but he won't allow that to hold him back. He doesn't resent the loss, and only hopes that that girl found her way to safety on him. If they're lucky, maybe they'll meet again one day.
But for now, he tries to ignore the heat as he says his farewells. He has to leave, and he has to look towards the future which he can control. His mother had always been determined to prevent whatever misfortune had befallen her from holding him back, and she has ensured that it never will. Now, with Kaa-san passed from this world, it is left to Seto to ensure that her dreams will be fulfilled.