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faded_mosaique2017-04-17 05:13 am
rhodanum) wrote in faded_mosaique2017-04-17 05:13 am
[drabble] ► stolen breaths
Disclaimer: All characters and settings portrayed in this work of fiction belong to Kazuki Takahashi and Nihon Ad Systems. I'm merely fooling around with their creations and will put them back with as little wear and tear as possible.
Collection Title: .fragments of a bent horizon
Drabble Title: .stolen breaths
Character(s): Yuki Judai
Rating: T (PG-13). Rating may go up in later drabbles.
Prompt: 1sentence prompt .50 – breathe. Gamma prompt table.
Author's Note: All of these drabbles are set within the confines of the Katabasis universe and are written in order to flesh it out more.
“One, two, three, four, five...”
Breathe in. Come on – for me, Judai-kun!”
The young boy was choking; it was too noisy, too bright.... too much light, searing his eyelids from the inside, rattling around in his skull, making him want to rip his face off with a howl. And yet they told him to breathe deeply, pressing down with that plastic mask until it bruised. And the Light wouldn't let him sleep, because it was everywhere, screeching in his head with Yubel's voice – pleading for mercy as she burned in her fall, making him twist and scream in turn.
Collection Title: .fragments of a bent horizon
Drabble Title: .stolen breaths
Character(s): Yuki Judai
Rating: T (PG-13). Rating may go up in later drabbles.
Prompt: 1sentence prompt .50 – breathe. Gamma prompt table.
Author's Note: All of these drabbles are set within the confines of the Katabasis universe and are written in order to flesh it out more.
“One, two, three, four, five...”
Breathe in. Come on – for me, Judai-kun!”
The young boy was choking; it was too noisy, too bright.... too much light, searing his eyelids from the inside, rattling around in his skull, making him want to rip his face off with a howl. And yet they told him to breathe deeply, pressing down with that plastic mask until it bruised. And the Light wouldn't let him sleep, because it was everywhere, screeching in his head with Yubel's voice – pleading for mercy as she burned in her fall, making him twist and scream in turn.