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Here's another stand-alone drabble. I need to get typing, but I think I might actually meet my goal of posting 50 drabbles by the end of November... I have abour 42 written now! Yay for me.
#18 death
301 words
I remember dying. Don’t look at me like I’m an idiot; I know it’s impossible. But still, I have this vision of myself dying a long time ago. It’s probably just a silly dream.
I was wearing a white dress. Everything around me was being consumed by flames, but it looked like a palace of some sort. And there was a man-a gorgeous man dressed in dark armor. He reached out to me with such longing and passion in his arms, but before our hands could touch, he was wounded. I couldn’t see the source, but something shot into him and his bright blue eyes flashed open with pain and surprise.
I tried to run to him, but the same weapon crashed into my abdomen, knocking me to the ground. I watched helplessly as the armored man gasped his last breath. He called out, “Serenity,” and died. I felt the pain of my wound, but it was only a dull ache next to the loss of the man. “Endymion,” I cried, knowing suddenly that we must have been lovers. As I felt the last bit of life drain from my body, one last burst of strength allowed me to grasp the fallen man’s hand.
As my eyes began to close, a dark object passed before me. A cat. A golden shimmer on her forehead seemed strangely moon-shaped.
My eyes snap open and I gasp. Moon-shaped? This dream must have something to do with that poor cat I rescued this morning. It was pretty weird that it had a shiny crescent moon shape on its forehead, but was it weird enough to cause this strange dream?
Oh well, I’ll put it out of my mind. Lunch is almost over and Haruna-San will have my head if I’m late for class again.
#18 death
301 words
I remember dying. Don’t look at me like I’m an idiot; I know it’s impossible. But still, I have this vision of myself dying a long time ago. It’s probably just a silly dream.
I was wearing a white dress. Everything around me was being consumed by flames, but it looked like a palace of some sort. And there was a man-a gorgeous man dressed in dark armor. He reached out to me with such longing and passion in his arms, but before our hands could touch, he was wounded. I couldn’t see the source, but something shot into him and his bright blue eyes flashed open with pain and surprise.
I tried to run to him, but the same weapon crashed into my abdomen, knocking me to the ground. I watched helplessly as the armored man gasped his last breath. He called out, “Serenity,” and died. I felt the pain of my wound, but it was only a dull ache next to the loss of the man. “Endymion,” I cried, knowing suddenly that we must have been lovers. As I felt the last bit of life drain from my body, one last burst of strength allowed me to grasp the fallen man’s hand.
As my eyes began to close, a dark object passed before me. A cat. A golden shimmer on her forehead seemed strangely moon-shaped.
My eyes snap open and I gasp. Moon-shaped? This dream must have something to do with that poor cat I rescued this morning. It was pretty weird that it had a shiny crescent moon shape on its forehead, but was it weird enough to cause this strange dream?
Oh well, I’ll put it out of my mind. Lunch is almost over and Haruna-San will have my head if I’m late for class again.