Week #167 - Hair or Hare
Title: White
Author: red.n.rain
Rating: T
Genre: Drama/Romance
Word Count: 173
Characters: Kagome
Warning: None
Prompt: Week 167 - Hair or Hare
Summary: Kagome makes her wish and is sent back to her time where no one has any recollection of what happened. She refuses to believe it was all just a figment of her imagination and is eventually institutionalized. How could she have imagined it all; her friends, their adventures, and more importantly, the stoic demon she grew to love? A series told in drabbles
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White, she remembered it vividly. He had such white hair, much like the walls that surrounded her now. She thought of how it flowed in the wind, how it’d wrap around her as he held her safely in his arms. Now she was held by something else, restrained by the confines of a straightjacket.
They thought she was crazy, that she’d lost her mind. She was locked up here for God knows how long; until she was cured she supposed, but she couldn’t let that happen. She couldn’t forget him, couldn’t let him be reduced to a fantasy. He deserved more than that, as did their love. She was strong and had faced countless foes in the Feudal era; she could withstand this.
She looked around her one more time as her eyes sleepily drooped. White, everywhere was white. Even if she had wanted to, how could she forget him when everything reminded her of him?
“Sesshomaru,” she whispered before sleep claimed her. At least she would always meet him in her dreams.
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Follow the story here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9116259/1/The-Price-of-Memory
Author: red.n.rain
Rating: T
Genre: Drama/Romance
Word Count: 173
Characters: Kagome
Warning: None
Prompt: Week 167 - Hair or Hare
Summary: Kagome makes her wish and is sent back to her time where no one has any recollection of what happened. She refuses to believe it was all just a figment of her imagination and is eventually institutionalized. How could she have imagined it all; her friends, their adventures, and more importantly, the stoic demon she grew to love? A series told in drabbles
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White, she remembered it vividly. He had such white hair, much like the walls that surrounded her now. She thought of how it flowed in the wind, how it’d wrap around her as he held her safely in his arms. Now she was held by something else, restrained by the confines of a straightjacket.
They thought she was crazy, that she’d lost her mind. She was locked up here for God knows how long; until she was cured she supposed, but she couldn’t let that happen. She couldn’t forget him, couldn’t let him be reduced to a fantasy. He deserved more than that, as did their love. She was strong and had faced countless foes in the Feudal era; she could withstand this.
She looked around her one more time as her eyes sleepily drooped. White, everywhere was white. Even if she had wanted to, how could she forget him when everything reminded her of him?
“Sesshomaru,” she whispered before sleep claimed her. At least she would always meet him in her dreams.
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Follow the story here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9116259/1/The-Price-of-Memory