Just remembered about these :)
Dec. 29th, 2007 04:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
savioursephCouple of drabbles got wrote before last night's chat degenerated into drunken nothingness. Not sure what I was thinking when I wrote them, even though I was (relatively) sober at the time ^^;;
Wax - n/a (KH2)
The cardioid structure that wasn't really a moon seemed to grow with each passing moment, waxing gradually to it's terrible whole as heart after heart congregated above the eternally dark city. The creatures clamoured silently in the streets below, longing for the remains of their fallen brethren that flew overhead like so many comets, to take them into themselves in futile hope of becoming whole.
But the hearts flew on, forever out of reach, all below powerless to halt their mindless run to the end of the worlds.
Dig - Lucas (Pokemon - no really...)
Tap! Tap-Tap! Tap-BANG-BANG!
The rubble fell from the wall, exposing the marvellous treasures beneath. Marvellous, that is, if one considered a couple of tiny red stones and a dusty old bone worthy of awe, which the boy in the rather effete beret most certainly did not.
But nonetheless he put them in his bag, in hope that the stones would grow into slightly bigger stones should he bury them in the ground (the reasoning behind this was not particularly clear, but it had worked in the past somehow), and that somebody would be dumb enough to buy the bone from him, just as he'd managed to get rid of the scabby shells and fish scales he'd dug up the previous day.
Was even a small nugget of gold too much to ask? Really?
Wax - n/a (KH2)
The cardioid structure that wasn't really a moon seemed to grow with each passing moment, waxing gradually to it's terrible whole as heart after heart congregated above the eternally dark city. The creatures clamoured silently in the streets below, longing for the remains of their fallen brethren that flew overhead like so many comets, to take them into themselves in futile hope of becoming whole.
But the hearts flew on, forever out of reach, all below powerless to halt their mindless run to the end of the worlds.
Dig - Lucas (Pokemon - no really...)
Tap! Tap-Tap! Tap-BANG-BANG!
The rubble fell from the wall, exposing the marvellous treasures beneath. Marvellous, that is, if one considered a couple of tiny red stones and a dusty old bone worthy of awe, which the boy in the rather effete beret most certainly did not.
But nonetheless he put them in his bag, in hope that the stones would grow into slightly bigger stones should he bury them in the ground (the reasoning behind this was not particularly clear, but it had worked in the past somehow), and that somebody would be dumb enough to buy the bone from him, just as he'd managed to get rid of the scabby shells and fish scales he'd dug up the previous day.
Was even a small nugget of gold too much to ask? Really?
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Date: 2007-12-29 05:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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