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sparkindarkness) wrote2004-04-29 03:27 pm
sparkindarkness) wrote2004-04-29 03:27 pm
Sparkindarkness 51 - Freedom
I'm still battling with the next Light & Dark post, the faerie boys are not being co-operative. So I'll post this one, with Darren being slightly freaky (my mind does not like him like this. Bring back the angst bunnies, all is forgiven) and maybe drop in round Angel fic before forcing the faeries into line.
It was late. A lot later than I usually rise. The sun streamed through the window in thick, warm waves, finally pulling me out of the deepest sleep I have ever had. Never have I risen so rested, never has my sleep been so untroubled by torturous dreams and evil nightmares.
I pulled myself into a sitting position, frowning, uncaring of my nakedness. No... I think the nightmares came. Yes they certainly came. They just lacked the power to torment and scare me... I controlled them. I even welcomed them. Strange.
I stood, still half lost in thought. I marvelled at how easy the action was. My body seemed to be empowered with wonderful deep strength, moving like a well oiled machine with only the slightest twitching of my will. The whole world seemed lighter, less burdensome. I laughed, a simple, joyous sound. Everything was so much brighter,. so much easier, so much happier. There was no pain, no sadness, no cruel memories. Just quiet contentment. I loved the world and my place within it. Everything was good. So very good.
I padded round the shop, just marvelling in the feel of everything. It seemed like the world, the whole, vile, dirty world, had been freshly cleaned and replaced pure and new. And free. So very free.
Ahrimadan sat looking at me with wary glistening gold eyes. I could feel the bright smile on my face grow even wider as I invaded the feline’s mind with a brief stretch of my magic. Elated. The cat was elated, just a tiny bit scared and more than a little awed. I tasted the emotions on my tongue, rolling them back and forth through my mouth like the finest of wines. They tasted good. Wondrous in fact. It made something deep within me pulse in response, something grand and exultant. It was almost sexual.
I collapsed to the floor, giggling. Lord and Lady, giggling! It was like being drunk! No, it was better than being drunk. It ran through the veins like the best adrenaline rush. It settled in my mind, soft and gentle, fiery and huge. It was just the greatest high.
I scanned my domain, let my mind and magic roam the land I claimed as mine. I felt the myriad flows of magic and violence, of passion and hate and emotions gone wild. I let them all flow through me, one after another, courses in the finest banquet. The land was mine, I declared it so and made it so. I brushed past the shining lights among the dim background, minds touched with a brush of magic, imprinted with power. I let them feel me, just briefly. Just slightly. One discord. One slight note that troubled me. I disliked it. I swatted it like a fly, a sharp, hard flick of power at the annoyance and felt the itch ease. Better. I could revel in my city in peace now.
“Darren?”
I turned lazily to the sound of Rick’s voice. He stood, beautifully naked, that ;lovely body laid out before me. I could almost taste the sweat on his skin. It was criss-crossed in little cuts and weals, nearly covered with them. If you stared at them long enough you could see wonderful patterns dragged from your imagination. Like watching pictures formed in clouds, but on a much nicer canvas.
“You alright, Darren?” He looked worried. I didn’t want him to be worried. I wanted him to feel as good as I did. I reached out to share some of the lovely power inside me, just to fill him up and open his eyes to how good everything was.
Something stopped me. A barrier. How irritating. I pushed against it. It was strong. I pulled myself to a kneeling position and stared through Rick, my eyes turning inwards as I gathered my power
“Darren? Darren? Shouldn‘t we go home? Grab something to eat?” I blinked. Coming back in focus. He was smiling. I love his smile. I stopped pushing against the barrier. It didn’t really matter, he was smiling now anyway. His smile’s more important than anything else. Besides, I as hungry. I marvelled at that for a while. How long since I had been truly hungry? I mean, really hungry? How long since I actually tasted food? Or even cared what it tasted like? For the first time in years, I wanted food.
“Yes, I’m hungry. Let’s go home.” I pulled Rick into a half a hug, wrapping one arm around him and pulling our naked bodies together. He seemed surprised. I grabbed his backside and grinned, leading him towards the door. His body felt so good next to mine.
“Hey, don’t you think we should get dressed first?” I looked at him curiously. Why bother with clothes, it wasn’t a cold day. Besides, we’d destroyed our clothes last night. Well, I had destroyed our clothes last night. I prefer him naked anyway.
“We don’t have any clothes.” I kept pulling him towards the door.
“Wait! We can’t go out naked!” How strange, of course we could. It’s the simplest thing in the world, in fact taking the time to get dressed costs more effort. Surely going out naked is easier?
“Why not?” He looked at me strangely. As if what I was saying didn’t make sense.
“Because the police will stop us.” I shook my head in wonder.
“Maybe, but then all we have to do is kill them.” Honestly, it was the simplest thing, why did Rick see so many problems?
“Kill them?”
“Of course. It won’t be difficult, people die so easily you know.” It won’t take any great effort. Why worry so? I think Rick worries too much, it must be bad for his health.
“It... err.. it will slow us down. I mean, I’m really hungry, I don’t want to stop to kill cops on the way... it’ll put me off my dinner and stuff... right?” He does look a little sickly. He mustn’t have slept well. Poor Rick.
“Ok, I’ll cover us with darkness instead, Ok? No-one will see us and we can get home and make lunch. Ok?” I stroked his hair reassuringly. He smiled back, he looked relieved for some reason.
“Ok. Um, do you want your wards back?” I thought for a minute... I knew they were important, but they just didn’t seem to matter very much anymore. Maybe later.
“Not yet. Let’s go home.” I lead him to the door and out under the cover of unnatural darkness.
It was late. A lot later than I usually rise. The sun streamed through the window in thick, warm waves, finally pulling me out of the deepest sleep I have ever had. Never have I risen so rested, never has my sleep been so untroubled by torturous dreams and evil nightmares.
I pulled myself into a sitting position, frowning, uncaring of my nakedness. No... I think the nightmares came. Yes they certainly came. They just lacked the power to torment and scare me... I controlled them. I even welcomed them. Strange.
I stood, still half lost in thought. I marvelled at how easy the action was. My body seemed to be empowered with wonderful deep strength, moving like a well oiled machine with only the slightest twitching of my will. The whole world seemed lighter, less burdensome. I laughed, a simple, joyous sound. Everything was so much brighter,. so much easier, so much happier. There was no pain, no sadness, no cruel memories. Just quiet contentment. I loved the world and my place within it. Everything was good. So very good.
I padded round the shop, just marvelling in the feel of everything. It seemed like the world, the whole, vile, dirty world, had been freshly cleaned and replaced pure and new. And free. So very free.
Ahrimadan sat looking at me with wary glistening gold eyes. I could feel the bright smile on my face grow even wider as I invaded the feline’s mind with a brief stretch of my magic. Elated. The cat was elated, just a tiny bit scared and more than a little awed. I tasted the emotions on my tongue, rolling them back and forth through my mouth like the finest of wines. They tasted good. Wondrous in fact. It made something deep within me pulse in response, something grand and exultant. It was almost sexual.
I collapsed to the floor, giggling. Lord and Lady, giggling! It was like being drunk! No, it was better than being drunk. It ran through the veins like the best adrenaline rush. It settled in my mind, soft and gentle, fiery and huge. It was just the greatest high.
I scanned my domain, let my mind and magic roam the land I claimed as mine. I felt the myriad flows of magic and violence, of passion and hate and emotions gone wild. I let them all flow through me, one after another, courses in the finest banquet. The land was mine, I declared it so and made it so. I brushed past the shining lights among the dim background, minds touched with a brush of magic, imprinted with power. I let them feel me, just briefly. Just slightly. One discord. One slight note that troubled me. I disliked it. I swatted it like a fly, a sharp, hard flick of power at the annoyance and felt the itch ease. Better. I could revel in my city in peace now.
“Darren?”
I turned lazily to the sound of Rick’s voice. He stood, beautifully naked, that ;lovely body laid out before me. I could almost taste the sweat on his skin. It was criss-crossed in little cuts and weals, nearly covered with them. If you stared at them long enough you could see wonderful patterns dragged from your imagination. Like watching pictures formed in clouds, but on a much nicer canvas.
“You alright, Darren?” He looked worried. I didn’t want him to be worried. I wanted him to feel as good as I did. I reached out to share some of the lovely power inside me, just to fill him up and open his eyes to how good everything was.
Something stopped me. A barrier. How irritating. I pushed against it. It was strong. I pulled myself to a kneeling position and stared through Rick, my eyes turning inwards as I gathered my power
“Darren? Darren? Shouldn‘t we go home? Grab something to eat?” I blinked. Coming back in focus. He was smiling. I love his smile. I stopped pushing against the barrier. It didn’t really matter, he was smiling now anyway. His smile’s more important than anything else. Besides, I as hungry. I marvelled at that for a while. How long since I had been truly hungry? I mean, really hungry? How long since I actually tasted food? Or even cared what it tasted like? For the first time in years, I wanted food.
“Yes, I’m hungry. Let’s go home.” I pulled Rick into a half a hug, wrapping one arm around him and pulling our naked bodies together. He seemed surprised. I grabbed his backside and grinned, leading him towards the door. His body felt so good next to mine.
“Hey, don’t you think we should get dressed first?” I looked at him curiously. Why bother with clothes, it wasn’t a cold day. Besides, we’d destroyed our clothes last night. Well, I had destroyed our clothes last night. I prefer him naked anyway.
“We don’t have any clothes.” I kept pulling him towards the door.
“Wait! We can’t go out naked!” How strange, of course we could. It’s the simplest thing in the world, in fact taking the time to get dressed costs more effort. Surely going out naked is easier?
“Why not?” He looked at me strangely. As if what I was saying didn’t make sense.
“Because the police will stop us.” I shook my head in wonder.
“Maybe, but then all we have to do is kill them.” Honestly, it was the simplest thing, why did Rick see so many problems?
“Kill them?”
“Of course. It won’t be difficult, people die so easily you know.” It won’t take any great effort. Why worry so? I think Rick worries too much, it must be bad for his health.
“It... err.. it will slow us down. I mean, I’m really hungry, I don’t want to stop to kill cops on the way... it’ll put me off my dinner and stuff... right?” He does look a little sickly. He mustn’t have slept well. Poor Rick.
“Ok, I’ll cover us with darkness instead, Ok? No-one will see us and we can get home and make lunch. Ok?” I stroked his hair reassuringly. He smiled back, he looked relieved for some reason.
“Ok. Um, do you want your wards back?” I thought for a minute... I knew they were important, but they just didn’t seem to matter very much anymore. Maybe later.
“Not yet. Let’s go home.” I lead him to the door and out under the cover of unnatural darkness.
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And the daemon-cat's happy, that can't be good.
Ya know, I'm thinking the angst bunnies are going to be back in hordes as soon as Darren's wards go back on...
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I'm hoping Rick can tip toe around guding him towards fluffy things so the angst won't be too bad... oh and the casulaties will be quite low... hopefully.
Rick: This is like leading a nuclear weapon round on a cotton leash!