repost: drabble: somnambulist
Oct. 31st, 2004 11:54 amdrabble: somnambulist
this is the closest thing to a halloween fic i have.
They drift and fall away.
Billy is poised to attack whoever - whatever - is taking them from him. Pocketing their souls, their joy, their life.
They're all gone now.
He buried them, one by one, forcing the pain away with the rhythm and strain of labor. Once again, he's lost everything.
As they went, the house grew slowly quiet. They looked as if asleep, and he sees them still when he closes his eyes, sees them dreaming without breath before him.
He straightened their limbs, kissed their lips, laid them deep, prepared for revenge.
But he cannot bring it on himself.
this is the closest thing to a halloween fic i have.
They drift and fall away.
Billy is poised to attack whoever - whatever - is taking them from him. Pocketing their souls, their joy, their life.
They're all gone now.
He buried them, one by one, forcing the pain away with the rhythm and strain of labor. Once again, he's lost everything.
As they went, the house grew slowly quiet. They looked as if asleep, and he sees them still when he closes his eyes, sees them dreaming without breath before him.
He straightened their limbs, kissed their lips, laid them deep, prepared for revenge.
But he cannot bring it on himself.
