Not for a second. (damon)
Prompt/challange; Time
Character; Damon
Warnings and rating; pg-13
Wordcount; 169
Time
…does not heal all wounds. It makes them bigger. It eats away at the edges, stopping any healing in it’s tracks. It rips and tairs. It cuts and kicks. Creating an everlasting bloodflow.
As much as you try to not pick at the scabs… Hearing her name. Laughter like hers. A dark haired girl. Bold like she was. Black eyes with little golden specks. Playfullness. Pick, pick, pick. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
Untill every thought is about her. Untill every thought is about not thinking about her. Not thinking about her rotting away in a dungeon somewhere. Not seeing her skin wither away, turning to dust. Not thinking about how you were not the only one. Not even in the end. All her promisses broken. Every word and every movement a well thought out lie.
Time doesn’t make the searing, the stinging, the burning, the hammering go away. Not for a second. Not for a minute. Not for a day. And certainly not for a century and half.
Character; Damon
Warnings and rating; pg-13
Wordcount; 169
Time
…does not heal all wounds. It makes them bigger. It eats away at the edges, stopping any healing in it’s tracks. It rips and tairs. It cuts and kicks. Creating an everlasting bloodflow.
As much as you try to not pick at the scabs… Hearing her name. Laughter like hers. A dark haired girl. Bold like she was. Black eyes with little golden specks. Playfullness. Pick, pick, pick. Scratch, scratch, scratch.
Untill every thought is about her. Untill every thought is about not thinking about her. Not thinking about her rotting away in a dungeon somewhere. Not seeing her skin wither away, turning to dust. Not thinking about how you were not the only one. Not even in the end. All her promisses broken. Every word and every movement a well thought out lie.
Time doesn’t make the searing, the stinging, the burning, the hammering go away. Not for a second. Not for a minute. Not for a day. And certainly not for a century and half.