Saturday free-for-all

[tigriswolf]

It's Saturday and y'all know the rules:

+No more than five prompts in a row.
+No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
+If one of your prompts is filled, feel free to prompt again.
+No spoilers in the prompts.
+If your fill contains spoilers please warn and/or leave at least three spaces.

Comments

[with_rainfall]

Animorphs, Ax, goodness and light

fill

[rattyjol]

There is a time, long ago (red grass under his hooves a brother at his side stars and planets spinning by overhead) when the whole universe shines. Everything glowing with its goodness, whole and uncorrupted. The military burns red, brave and strong and just, protecting the homeworld and many more from the Yeerk threat. His parents glow warmly blue, shining with their love. They know everything, he thinks then. They will teach him everything they know. But nothing shines brighter than Elfangor -- Elfangor with his broad shoulders and razor-sharp tailblade, Elfangor of the kindest eyes. (Later he will recall so much sadness in them, as well, and wonder how the light could have blinded him to that.) Elfangor shines white, and seems to light up the whole world every time he smiles.

But now (a bridge under his hooves subordinates at his side everything he loves left behind) the whole universe has gone dark. He has no faith in the military; he knows its corruption and the horrors of war. The warm glow of his parents' love is a memory,

Re: fill

[with_rainfall]

The stars around him burn brightly, but the space between them is dark.

Nice distinction here! And I liked the way you incorporated Elfangor as the epitome of light.