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Crunch/Penny - Claudia (SH3)
The taste was bitter, metallic; like the time she ate pennies on a dare from Alessa back when they were kids. It ran down her throat in viscous rivers of cold molten copper, a harbinger of worse to follow. The noise was a sickening, slurping crunch, making the bile rise to greet the unspeakable red fluid streaming down her oesophagus. The texture soft but chewy - like underdone chicken, ripe with salmonella and stringy with tendons and gristle.
But in her desperation none of this mattered - she wouldn't let Alessa die! Couldn't! Not even the twisted parody of her hunched on the floor at her feet would be able to stop that. Even Alessa could tell she wasn't worthy to be her mother - why else would she escape that way? She knew that the only person worthy of bringing her back was her true friend - the one person she could turn to when her crazy bitch of a mother started ranting about God and waving the fire; the only person she herself could turn to when the pain her father inflicted on her was too much to bear. They were two alone in this world, and if she didn't do something she would be one alone; no-one to turn to. The hope of bringing Alessa back was all that kept her going.
She grimaced and swallowed, praying for an easy labour, hoping the attendant would show his featureless face quickly and take her to her god.
To sink still further beneath the fatal wave ('Marian' - The Sisters of Mercy) - Zola/Link (LoZ)
She called from the depths seductively, beckoning the green-clad child to come, come closer and meet her face to face, enticing him with her siren song to join her in the murky waters around the Snake Cavern, tempting him to leave his raft and dive under. She was beautiful, or at least she had been, long before they she and her family were shunned from the river of their guardian. Now she didn't know; the waters too murky to betray a reflection, casting a green tinge to everything and distorting her to a thick-lipped, carp-like parody of her former self. But she knew in her heart she looked as she always had; the reflection gave her cause to doubt, but why would that even be?
And yes - he was coming closer! The boy who so reminded her of her long-lost fiancé. It couldn't be him, of course - he would be so long in the ground by now. Just thinking of him, the boy she was destined to marry before his own destiny got in the way gave her pause - she was so long on this world! And age wasn't so kind on beauty. Maybe the water wasn't lying to her? She would have to see. And who knew? Maybe it was him and they could complete what they started so many years before!
She made her way to the surface and caught sight of the boy. Not her Link - this one was a brunet for one thing, his features coarser and more manly. There was a passing resemblance though - maybe his son or grandson? She made her way to the shore to introduce herself; perhaps he would know who she was - a tale of love lost passed through the ages. But then he locked eyes with her and his face betrayed the truth.
The water never lied.
Crunch/Penny - Claudia (SH3)
The taste was bitter, metallic; like the time she ate pennies on a dare from Alessa back when they were kids. It ran down her throat in viscous rivers of cold molten copper, a harbinger of worse to follow. The noise was a sickening, slurping crunch, making the bile rise to greet the unspeakable red fluid streaming down her oesophagus. The texture soft but chewy - like underdone chicken, ripe with salmonella and stringy with tendons and gristle.
But in her desperation none of this mattered - she wouldn't let Alessa die! Couldn't! Not even the twisted parody of her hunched on the floor at her feet would be able to stop that. Even Alessa could tell she wasn't worthy to be her mother - why else would she escape that way? She knew that the only person worthy of bringing her back was her true friend - the one person she could turn to when her crazy bitch of a mother started ranting about God and waving the fire; the only person she herself could turn to when the pain her father inflicted on her was too much to bear. They were two alone in this world, and if she didn't do something she would be one alone; no-one to turn to. The hope of bringing Alessa back was all that kept her going.
She grimaced and swallowed, praying for an easy labour, hoping the attendant would show his featureless face quickly and take her to her god.
To sink still further beneath the fatal wave ('Marian' - The Sisters of Mercy) - Zola/Link (LoZ)
She called from the depths seductively, beckoning the green-clad child to come, come closer and meet her face to face, enticing him with her siren song to join her in the murky waters around the Snake Cavern, tempting him to leave his raft and dive under. She was beautiful, or at least she had been, long before they she and her family were shunned from the river of their guardian. Now she didn't know; the waters too murky to betray a reflection, casting a green tinge to everything and distorting her to a thick-lipped, carp-like parody of her former self. But she knew in her heart she looked as she always had; the reflection gave her cause to doubt, but why would that even be?
And yes - he was coming closer! The boy who so reminded her of her long-lost fiancé. It couldn't be him, of course - he would be so long in the ground by now. Just thinking of him, the boy she was destined to marry before his own destiny got in the way gave her pause - she was so long on this world! And age wasn't so kind on beauty. Maybe the water wasn't lying to her? She would have to see. And who knew? Maybe it was him and they could complete what they started so many years before!
She made her way to the surface and caught sight of the boy. Not her Link - this one was a brunet for one thing, his features coarser and more manly. There was a passing resemblance though - maybe his son or grandson? She made her way to the shore to introduce herself; perhaps he would know who she was - a tale of love lost passed through the ages. But then he locked eyes with her and his face betrayed the truth.
The water never lied.
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Date: 2007-10-09 05:59 pm (UTC)is <3