Aug 23, 2006 01:38
Kyou yanked. The stem snapped in half. Immediately he felt it: the bird-song stopped, the breeze froze, the garden faded into nothing and Kyou's eyelashes fluttered only once. His pupils dilated and the sharp world around him disappeared. First, the distant leaves of the evergreen. Then the lines of the bark on their trunks. Then the dappled sunlight that sprawled across the clearing like melted butter lifted itself back into the sky. Beads of oil dripped from the severed end of the plant down the crevices of his palm. He bent his head down and rubbed his cheek against it.
Then, suddenly, there was freedom. The cat was happy.
Through the rapture, he heard a high pitch rasp come from - not across the garden - but on the other side of a dream. For a moment Kyou stared in the direction of the sound, unseeing. He pulled himself forward and lurched through the garden, stepping on the loomy soil and then on a brittle, dead vegetable and dirt and dirt and then he collapsed in front of the prince with his precious bundle of greens. The edges of the prince's grey lips lifted up in a colorless smile.t
Satisfied, the cat let himself move back for a moment, and went limp. And then -- asleep.
I'm jealous of Kyou, even though there are plants that can set free people, too - the illegal kind - and after all, my physical composition wouldn't line up correctly - and that's a shame, because it's got to feel really amazing to let go of it all. To have the only thing dancing in me by my stomach.
fanfiction,
rest,
stress