*A/N* Happy Thanksgiving! These are all based on experiences or thoughts I've been having recently. It was a good release to write this particular set of pieces, so I hope that everyone enjoys them.
51-War “‘Captain says that we’re going to have to infiltrate the villages. He told me that we have to find out the spies and messengers,’ I explained. Kelsi shifted uncomfortably, her gray eyes avoiding mine. ‘Do you think we’re good people, Nora?’ she asked secretively. I stared at her dumbly, so she explained. ‘I mean, are we really any better than them?’ my eyes traced the red, mutilating scar that snaked its way up from her once smooth chin to her temple. ‘What are you talking about, Kels?’ I asked sharply. ‘Of course we’re better.’ Kelsi shrugged, pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them with a sad smile. ‘I don’t know. I mean, we say that they’re power hungry invaders, and yet we’re not? To them, we’re the power hungry invaders. Half of them don’t know why we’re going into the villages. It was one, small, secret force. They fought us, and we fought back without a second thought. Isn’t there something wrong with that? I mean--’ I closed my eyes and shouted, ‘STOP IT!’ Kelsi stopped mid-word and rocked slowly back and forth. I took a deep, shuddering breath. ‘Look at what they’ve done to you,’ I said, my eyes planting themselves on her scar. Kelsi’s eyes turned cold and she said, ‘No, look at what we’ve done to them.’” 52-The Moat “He calls to a friend Across a moat of memories Guarded by an iron bar The friend runs Alongside the moat of memories Is he frightened? Remembrance doth he make? An iron bar across his tongue Holds his mouth agape Is it a scream, a cry, perhaps gone unanswered? Friend! Calls the first I thought you dead and gone Like the many she’s That roamed the land and perished Under the queen’s dreadful rule Have you looked in the moat? In the moat of memories? Doth thee remember me? Alas, the friend cannot speak His mouth still opens in an unheard scream Behind an iron bar.” 53-My Grandparents “Did she see him across the diner, sitting at a table? Blush despite the fact That she already had a date? Did she notice bright blue eyes A square jaw Did she race to serve his food first Just to see what he’d say? Did he see her across the diner Notice black hair And beautiful smile? Did he wish that she’d come in his direction Just to see what she’d say? Did her heart thump when he asked her If he could pick her up that night? Was he saddened when she said No, I already have a date Was she shocked when he said That he’d pick her up first? Was he smiling when he left And imagined her? Did they know that they would fall for each other Faster than they thought? Did they know that they’d have children And grandchildren And so on Did they know?” 54-A Word for the Judgmental “Those who hate often have never truly felt hate at all.” 55-The Dysfunctional Family “You say that you love me, but I don’t believe you. Why should I, after all that you’ve done in my life? I can make it on my own, and on my own is better. The forests are wide, the mountains tall, and the rivers soothing. They take better care of me than you ever could. So if you ever want help from me, ask. I’ll just run as far away as I can, just as you did my entire life. I don’t need you. You don’t want me. Why should I care? I hate caring. I hate caring for you, or anybody. It hurts, and I’m sick of it. I hate you, I shout. I pound the words into the ground with my fists, scream it to the sky, etch it into the earth and the rocks and my own skin. I hate you so much that I can’t stand it because I love you. It makes me hate you. Why do I have to love everybody when it hurts so bad? Your name has been carved into my heart along with a thousand others even though I’m not supposed to care.” 56-Sadness “My heart aches more with each beat. A lump has landed in my throat and stays there, forever a reminder of my mistakes, my regret. My stomach feels sick and my limbs are sore from just sitting. I hurt so much, all over. I can hardly breath anymore without salty tears filling and stinging my eyes, my cheeks growing wet and my body shaking. My world is my bubble, always filled with steady rain and gray skies. There is no beauty any longer-only sadness.” 57-Hate “I want to scream so loudly that you can’t ignore me any longer. I want you to know that what you’ve done is wrong, and that you need to listen to me. I want to call you names, punch every inch of you I can reach, because you’re so wrong that, because of you, a life is ebbing away, slowly, painfully. I want to take any power you have away, so that you’ll never hurt anything so precious ever again.” 58-Joy “Sunshine breathes in and out of my lungs like air. I lay out on bright green grass spread before me, comfortable like my own bed. I could smile and laugh here forever, listening to water rush past my feet, feel life going by at its own rhythmic pace while I stay here, happy forevermore.”
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I still haven't seen it
I still haven't seen it yet.....argh, I keep on meaning to search it!!
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
55-57 remind of the Doctor as
55-57 remind of the Doctor as well, especially 56...at any point, but especially in Doomsday, the end of series two...when he's just standing in the TARDIS, not crying but cheeks damp...
Formerly Kestrel
Oh wow!
The 'Grandparents' one reminded me so much of my own grandparents when they met... only in their case it was my grandpa who already had the date. He took his date to the diner, and the cute little doll who waited on them was none other than my grandma-to-be! 'Pa' as we called him, took his date home that evening, then went back to the diner and asked my grandma out on a date. They were married for 59 years before my grandpa passed away this last February. They had 3 children, 10 grandchildren, and the count currently stands at 17 1/2 great-grandchildren... but they're still counting.
Thanks for writing this and reminding me of such a sweet story I hadn't thought about in a long time!
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Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!
That's so sweet :) I'm sorry
That's so sweet :) I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather, too.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
These are all masterful
I love each and every one of these. Well, well done. Thank you for posting them!
No, thank you for reading
No, thank you for reading them!
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
It was my pleasure. You have
It was my pleasure. You have a way of painting the most poignant images with ease and clarity. All those sweet and delightful ideas all in one post... it's like a box of chocolates. lol :)
Wow, that's one of the best
Wow, that's one of the best compliments I've ever gotten. Thank you so much!
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
Why do I have to love
Why do I have to love everybody when it hurts so bad? Your name has been carved into my heart along with a thousand others even though I’m not supposed to care.
That reminded me a bit of the Doctor.
I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief