[The camera flickers on and finds Yuca, once again, sitting peacefully in his garden, an arm wrapped around his knees. He's got cuts and bruises here and there from his fight with Merlin, but for the most part, he still looks pretty okay. The flowers are just starting to bloom, and his fingers barely brush against one, as if he isn't sure of the
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A quiet inhale of breath before he speaks.]
Yuca.
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[God, Zuko, gtfo of the only topic that actually hurts him.]
I don't want to talk about Rain anymore. Are you feeling better?
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No.
[And that's all he's going to say about that.]
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...but the event is over.
[THAT TOTALLY MEANS ZUKO IS BACK TO FLOWERS AND SUNSHINE NOW, RIGHT?]
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[Instead of coming off as mocking Yuca, which Zuko intended, he sounds rather tired. Nightmares are fickle things.]
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[He sighs.]
I'm sorry.
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Tea before bed helps, sometimes.
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[Yuca's nightmares just add to his regular ones, that's all.]
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[Silly boy, Yuca doesn't have nightmares.
He has memories.]
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[He tries to make it lighthearted.]
I lose myself. Who I am, what I am, what time I'm from, what world I'm in. I forget names, I remember too much, too many scenes, too many faces- I don't dream, I remember, and when I wake up, I don't know who I was when I fell asleep. I don't remember the face of the person next to me.
[A slight pause, as he considers this.]
And it's only going to get worse. Rain- I once slept in the sunlight next to him. [He speaks about Rain as if speaking of something sacred.] To sleep a dreamless sleep... I'm afraid of losing myself, Zuko. Afraid of losing the world.
[His grip on it is already so shaky.]
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And I'm still here listening, aren't I?
[It's the closest Zuko will get to saying that Yuca is not on his permanent shit list anymore.]
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...perspectives. In mine, it's gone- completely erased from my memory while I try to put things back in order. The next time I fall asleep, I won't remember you for hours. Maybe even a few days. [He hums for a moment, before speaking, softly.]
The world you see before you, Zuko, is just that- it's your world. It's everything you perceive it to be. If I lose it, it's still there for you, but for me- all we have of places, of things, are our memories of them. I touched your shoulder back there, but can you ever prove that I did? If I lose that memory, did I ever touch your shoulder at all? If I forget you, do you even exist?
[His voice trembles slightly.]
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[This is said fiercely.]
I've fought and clawed my way through everything in my life and I've worked hard for everything I have. I am the way I am today because I made it that way. You don't get to tell me I don't exist because you forget me and if everyone on this planet forgets me when I die, that doesn't change the fact that right here, right now, I am Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation and I exist.
[Motherfuckers.]
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