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Nov 23, 2006 13:31

Fandom: Arc The Lad; Twilight of the Spirits
Pairing: Sampson X Lilia
Theme set: Epsilon
Rating: R rated things littered here and there

yeah yeah, I know no one knows this fandom, humor me pweez...?



Sampson X Lilia

Epsilon

#01 - Motion
She didn’t realize, as she watched the ripples flutter through his coat as he walked, that she wouldn’t see him for years to come.

#02 - Cool
The night wind kissed her shoulders and made her shiver, but the night time always reminded her him, so she remained in the dark.

#03 - Young
She was far too young, when he finally got up the courage to leave his baby girl, and yet he wished he could have left sooner.

#04 - Last
She had asked where are you going daddy? but he had simply given her a chaste kiss before continuing to walk.

#05 - Wrong
He knew in the morning he would be leaving, so anything he did tonight wouldn’t matter anyway.

#06 - Gentle
His fingers traced down her cheek, and her smile was much softer then his touch ever could be.

#07 - One
Sometimes she wished she could tell them, the twins who fought for her love, that there was only one person who could have her heart.

#08 - Thousand
She had counted the days after he left, hoping he would return, but stopped when she reached one thousand, realizing daddy wasn’t coming home.

#09 - King
Even though she called out Daddy when he kissed her hard in the middle of the night, he had always been her king.

#10 - Learn
She’d have to learn on her own that tasting and touching in such a way was wrong, because he couldn’t bare to tell her.

#11 - Blur
He couldn’t tell how it happened, they were shedding blue fabric like dead skin and suddenly she was just under him, singing in tones her mother often did when she had been in the same place.

#12 - Wait
She’s just to young he often pleaded with himself, and when even that didn’t work, he knew he would have to leave… at least until she’s old enough.

#13 - Change
In the blurry four years that passed, Lilia had changed from a tiny cherub of a child into a beautiful woman, and he knew the temptation would only increase.

#14 - Command
He couldn’t force the words past his lips, so instead he wound his fingers through her hair and pushed her head between his legs, watching her eyes all the while.

#15 - Hold
Holding her was something a good father should do, and so he did, trying to ignore his sinful imagination as she curled against him.

#16 - Need
No matter what he did, Lilia couldn’t help it… after all, every little girl needs her Daddy.

#17 - Vision
He had to avert his eyes when he happened to catch her bathing in the warm salt waters, but he couldn’t help but see her gleaming bare reflection in the moonlight waters.

#18 - Attention
She had always loved to capture his attention as a child, watch her reflection in his eyes, whether in a new soft blue dress or in the plain silky suit of her bare skin.

#19 - Soul
Her soul often spilled out as she played the instrument her father had given her mother as a wedding present, wet and shining down her face as she wished it had been for her instead.

#20 - Picture
Lilia sometimes wished she could paint rather then sing, so she might see a picture of her father… but it didn’t matter anyway, she could only remember his touch, not his face.

#21 - Fool
Withering on her death bed, Lilia’s mother had called him a fool, but little Lilia knew why daddy had left them.

#22 - Mad
The labeled the horrible swelling inside himself as anger, before Lilia pulled her plush mouth off of him and cleaned it with the back of her hand, and he knew he was mistaken.

#23 - Child
I was a child when you left she had said, soft blue and translucent white fabric rolling off her shoulders, tripping down her body, but I’m not anymore.

#24 - Now
He had had enough of waiting (the lonely years had stripped away his patients) and so he simply grabbed her and pressed his lips to hers, leaving no room for questions.

#25 - Shadow
Her body had always been small enough to fit inside his shadow whenever he lay over her, but now as she was brave enough to wrap her arms around his chest, the light played in her eyes.

#26 - Goodbye
She was sitting on her knees, huddled against her mother’s bed (he didn’t share a bed with her mother anymore) as he crept up to her, kissed her on the cheek, and walked away.

#27 - Hide
It’s like hide and seek Lilia remembered him saying once, only we’re both hiding from mommy, and she shook her head as she remembered the deep intrusive kiss.

#28 - Fortune
The docks of Millmarnia lead in every direction to fortune tellers, and that morning one had hailed him and said you will find a lost loved one on the shores of a haven to which he replied I suppose I couldn’t run forever

#29 - Safe
He had always promised his little girl she was safe in his arms, more to comfort himself then her.

#30 - Ghost
She had woken in tears, dreaming of ghosts with long raven hair, and insisting to herself that her father was certainly on his way home and not dead.

#31 - Book
Lilia looked through the collection of books on her father’s pirate ship, smiling softly as her fingers touched the spine of one of her favorite childhood bedtime stories.

#32 - Eye
Their eyes were the same shade of blue, but hers looked so much brighter when he kissed her moments longer then a father should.

#33 - Never
I will never let anything happen to you he promised every night, even the night he kissed her to hard, held her to tight, and left in the morning.

#34 - Sing
Lilia would often play the instrument her father had given her mother, and pretend it was her lips her father had kissed after every song.

#35 - Sudden
He hadn’t been expecting those smooth lithe arms to fling around his shoulders and hold him so tightly after all those years, after all the hot and shameful nights they left buried in the past.

#36 - Stop
It crossed her mind a thousand times to tell him, but the word always snared in her throat as she was pressed between the warm body above her and the soft lilac she had bought him for Father’s Day.

#37 - Time
She didn’t like counting the days he was gone anymore, because they were becoming months, and it only made her feel more alone.

#38 - Wash
Sampson knew no good father would leave his little girl alone in the spring to bathe, but he also knew no good father would imagine licking the bubbles from her skin.

#39 - Torn
Lilia had snatched the bouquet from her mother’s hands so roughly the thorns bit into her skin, but she wasn’t about to let her mother touch something daddy had given her for her birthday.

#40 - History
Sampson had always had a fascination with history, but as soon as she asked him to, he would trade his book for a bedtime story and read to her for hours, a shallow redemption of his own dark past with her.

#41 - Power
He knew it wasn’t fair to abuse his position, her trust, his power, or her body, but he did it all anyway.

#42 - Bother
She’s tug on the tail of his coat of hours, pestering and pleading until he finally sighed and let her into his lap, and all the dangers there.

#43 - God
A lot of the songs she sung were in fact about god, but she never thought of who she was singing about anyway.

#44 - Wall
She almost loathed him now, not for what he had done to her, but for the way he wouldn’t even hug her anymore.

#45 - Naked
She didn’t mean to catch him changing from his elaborate thief’s clothing into something more discrete, and she certainly didn’t mean to stare.

#46 - Drive
His fingers were gentle and stern as he guided the jeweled wheel of his ship, but then, he was always careful while touching precious things.

#47 - Harm
He hadn’t meant to bruise her arms as he held too tight, but after waiting so long to give up he couldn’t have her pull away.

#48 - Precious
He had always called her precious, from the night he held her as a baby against his chest to the day she stood in the glare of sun on white sand, smiling at him like his wife had long ago.

#49 - Hunger
He knew it wasn’t right to dream such things, and after nights and nights of it pulling him to madness, he still knew it was worse as he gave in.

#50 - Believe No matter what her Mother hissed from her deathbed, Lilia knew that one day her Daddy would come home.

!set epsilon, arc the lad

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