"Fairy Tales" (PG; Alpha/Echo)
Title: Fairy Tales
Author: obiwahn
Pairing/Characters: Alpha/Echo
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Through Briar Rose
Disclaimer: These hotties belong to Joss, not me.
Word Count: 246
A/N: Written for
dollhousefics Challenge 012: Alpha
X-Posted to dollhouseflash , dollhousetales & alpha_echo
(The passages in Italics are excerpts from the Grimm Brothers Fairy Tale, Briar Rose. I did not write those lines.)
He was the first, and he shall be the last.
Adam to her Eve.
In her mind there are remnants of him - remnants of his devotion and his perfection; and despite the blood spilt in his wake, she knows that she loves him; she knows that he will come for her.
She also knows that she is a prisoner; and yet the part of her that knows this is trapped - buried deep inside the frightened child that lies down at night in her coffin, waiting to be born again.
A large hedge of thorns soon grew round the palace, and every year it became higher and thicker; till at last the old palace was surrounded and hidden. But there went a report through all the land of the beautiful sleeping Briar Rose.
One man tried to break through the thorns, and he failed. It was the saving itself that he wanted - not her.
But her prince found a way in - clever as he is - and woke her from this hell.
The moment he kissed her she opened her eyes and awoke, and smiled upon him; and they went out together.
Indeed, now they were together, and they could travel far, far away from this horrid house of lies.
Now there would be destruction and chaos. There would also (she would learn) be bodies - sacrificial lambs for the slaughter.
But death was nothing, their love - everything.
She was no longer a princess.
She was the Queen.
Author: obiwahn
Pairing/Characters: Alpha/Echo
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Through Briar Rose
Disclaimer: These hotties belong to Joss, not me.
Word Count: 246
A/N: Written for
dollhousefics Challenge 012: Alpha
X-Posted to dollhouseflash , dollhousetales & alpha_echo
(The passages in Italics are excerpts from the Grimm Brothers Fairy Tale, Briar Rose. I did not write those lines.)
He was the first, and he shall be the last.
Adam to her Eve.
In her mind there are remnants of him - remnants of his devotion and his perfection; and despite the blood spilt in his wake, she knows that she loves him; she knows that he will come for her.
She also knows that she is a prisoner; and yet the part of her that knows this is trapped - buried deep inside the frightened child that lies down at night in her coffin, waiting to be born again.
A large hedge of thorns soon grew round the palace, and every year it became higher and thicker; till at last the old palace was surrounded and hidden. But there went a report through all the land of the beautiful sleeping Briar Rose.
One man tried to break through the thorns, and he failed. It was the saving itself that he wanted - not her.
But her prince found a way in - clever as he is - and woke her from this hell.
The moment he kissed her she opened her eyes and awoke, and smiled upon him; and they went out together.
Indeed, now they were together, and they could travel far, far away from this horrid house of lies.
Now there would be destruction and chaos. There would also (she would learn) be bodies - sacrificial lambs for the slaughter.
But death was nothing, their love - everything.
She was no longer a princess.
She was the Queen.