the sound and the fury
Topic: Lively, living fantasies
Genre: action/contemplative (bet those have never been combined before)
Canon: post-anime
Rating: G
Length: 400 words
Special requirements: Write a story where at least one of the Cards is a main character. Not an important instrument, or even a key plot point, but an actual character. Bonus points if you can write it from its point of view.
Tease: My usual guy from a rather unusual viewpoint.
A simple breeze begins it. His hair lifts off his brow and I play with it, just for a moment. Silent and still as a rock, he doesn’t react. But I know he knows I’m here.
The sky cracks with thunder and I explode, a fury of wind and rain in the darkness. In the same moment he darts to the side, invisible and noiseless under my cover. The enemy hunts him, but he is unafraid. He’ll fight them, he’s ready for it.
He is my master, and I love him. I don’t care what the others say, don’t care that he lost to the Moon and that she is the one that I answer to now. He’s always been my master, since that night he stepped forward to confront me, rode my fierce winds and fought me to the ground. He defeated me and marked me as his own. I became his, and I am his still.
My white fire streaks across the sky, reflected for just a heartbeat as he draws his blade. He is there and then he is gone, disappeared into the shadows.
He’s strong, not like Master or the Master Before but ferocious, a snarling creature of the night who would fight to his death. I feared him at first, but only at first, then admired him and then loved him. We’re kindred spirits, the two of us, I can see the storm in his eyes. Dark as the clouded sky, violent as thunder, merciless like the lightning. Surrounded by my screaming winds and frantic rain he’s in his element.
He crouches and then scrambles behind cover, circling warily, waiting for a chance to pounce.
I love him most like this, when he’s abandoned all other thoughts and become the warrior that battled me. He is the untamable storm and I am here to fight with him. Nothing could keep me from this.
This time the lightning is reflected in his eyes.
I would do anything for him, would tell him if only I could speak his language. He is my master, and I love him.
He attacks.
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No, I really don’t own him. It’s just a long-term leasing arrangement.
Li’s personality seems well-suited to Storm, at least how I see it. Particularly when he’s in that Kick-Ass mode that I’m so fond of writing. I was on my way to aerobics class after reading the challenge prompt and one of those howling Thai monsoons struck, and I took it as a sign. That and the Evanescence blaring out of my headphones pretty much took care of the imagery. Yeah, and it fits in with a couple of my past challenges.
Since the Mirror Card outright said that most Cards couldn’t speak to Sakura, I assume they’re unable to communicate in language as we know it. They might still develop affection and have personalities, but Storm is one of those that can’t speak and so can’t talk to Li directly. I hope I still fulfilled the requirement of treating her like a character, even if she wasn’t in her true form. We never saw it in the first place, after all.
***This post marks the big 3-0 in my personal Tsukimine challenge repertoire. That means I’ve written one of these every week for more than seven months. I have no life! Go me!***
Genre: action/contemplative (bet those have never been combined before)
Canon: post-anime
Rating: G
Length: 400 words
Special requirements: Write a story where at least one of the Cards is a main character. Not an important instrument, or even a key plot point, but an actual character. Bonus points if you can write it from its point of view.
Tease: My usual guy from a rather unusual viewpoint.
A simple breeze begins it. His hair lifts off his brow and I play with it, just for a moment. Silent and still as a rock, he doesn’t react. But I know he knows I’m here.
The sky cracks with thunder and I explode, a fury of wind and rain in the darkness. In the same moment he darts to the side, invisible and noiseless under my cover. The enemy hunts him, but he is unafraid. He’ll fight them, he’s ready for it.
He is my master, and I love him. I don’t care what the others say, don’t care that he lost to the Moon and that she is the one that I answer to now. He’s always been my master, since that night he stepped forward to confront me, rode my fierce winds and fought me to the ground. He defeated me and marked me as his own. I became his, and I am his still.
My white fire streaks across the sky, reflected for just a heartbeat as he draws his blade. He is there and then he is gone, disappeared into the shadows.
He’s strong, not like Master or the Master Before but ferocious, a snarling creature of the night who would fight to his death. I feared him at first, but only at first, then admired him and then loved him. We’re kindred spirits, the two of us, I can see the storm in his eyes. Dark as the clouded sky, violent as thunder, merciless like the lightning. Surrounded by my screaming winds and frantic rain he’s in his element.
He crouches and then scrambles behind cover, circling warily, waiting for a chance to pounce.
I love him most like this, when he’s abandoned all other thoughts and become the warrior that battled me. He is the untamable storm and I am here to fight with him. Nothing could keep me from this.
This time the lightning is reflected in his eyes.
I would do anything for him, would tell him if only I could speak his language. He is my master, and I love him.
He attacks.
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No, I really don’t own him. It’s just a long-term leasing arrangement.
Li’s personality seems well-suited to Storm, at least how I see it. Particularly when he’s in that Kick-Ass mode that I’m so fond of writing. I was on my way to aerobics class after reading the challenge prompt and one of those howling Thai monsoons struck, and I took it as a sign. That and the Evanescence blaring out of my headphones pretty much took care of the imagery. Yeah, and it fits in with a couple of my past challenges.
Since the Mirror Card outright said that most Cards couldn’t speak to Sakura, I assume they’re unable to communicate in language as we know it. They might still develop affection and have personalities, but Storm is one of those that can’t speak and so can’t talk to Li directly. I hope I still fulfilled the requirement of treating her like a character, even if she wasn’t in her true form. We never saw it in the first place, after all.
***This post marks the big 3-0 in my personal Tsukimine challenge repertoire. That means I’ve written one of these every week for more than seven months. I have no life! Go me!***