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seraphcelene) wrote2005-06-26 10:53 pm
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TItle: A Tale of Heaven
Fandom: BtVS
Rating: G
A/N: post-Bargaining vignette. Inspired by the Beatles' Challenge atopen_on_sunday. It was way too long for the 100 word drabble limit, clocking in at a whopping 281 words. I didn't have the heart to cut it and submitted There Are No Pets in Quor-toth instead. Inspired by Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.
Summary: There are stories told even in Heaven
“Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,” they say to the shape of a woman with red hair and point to a lane half hidden by vines. “She spends her days laying beneath a cloud staring at a woman with stars in her hair. It is said they are mother and daughter, although which one came first is a mystery.”
They are not surprised that someone has come seeking her. Ancient before she was born, destined for death before the Heavens had thought to imagine her. Here there are no names, only descriptions, and they call her the one who slays when she isn’t looking. Her bright, carefree laughter slices open the sky, and there is something about her that makes even the angels uneasy.
First names are forbidden, but she doesn’t seem to care. She defies the law, caps her corner of Paradise with a marmalade sky, and calls her mother Joyce. She eats grapes all day and ice cream, weaves daisies into chains and wears them like crowns. If you should visit her, they tell the indistinct idea of a woman who comes seeking, she will feed you marshmallow pie and chocolate, fold parchment into hats and cut champions from the clouds.
Then one day she is gone, that girl with the sun in her eyes, the one who slays. Some say she dived, quite suddenly, from a tower that grew overnight in her garden. Others say she was dragged away screaming by a woman with the iridescent glow of blood on her face. On that day, it is whispered, the flowers in Heaven turned to cellophane and all the angels sighed.
Fandom: Angel
Rating: G
Summary: Connor in Quor-toth, age 10.
A/N: Drabble written for theopen_on_sunday Beatles' Challenge. Inspired by Leave My Kitten Alone.
Father told him about kittens: sweet, sly balls of fur with teeth and claws. The bedraggled little thing that Connor found matched, somewhat, the creature that Father had sketched in the dirt. The same pinprick claws, although Connor doesn’t remember Father mentioning red in the list of colors the eyes could be. But Father wasn’t born in Quor-toth. The kittens here, of course, are different.
“You better leave my kitten all alone,” Connor lisped and then killed the thing hovering over his pet. But it was too late. Here only the strong survive and Father said that kittens were weak.
Fandom: BtVS
Rating: G
A/N: post-Bargaining vignette. Inspired by the Beatles' Challenge at
open_on_sunday. It was way too long for the 100 word drabble limit, clocking in at a whopping 281 words. I didn't have the heart to cut it and submitted There Are No Pets in Quor-toth instead. Inspired by Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.Summary: There are stories told even in Heaven
“Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,” they say to the shape of a woman with red hair and point to a lane half hidden by vines. “She spends her days laying beneath a cloud staring at a woman with stars in her hair. It is said they are mother and daughter, although which one came first is a mystery.”
They are not surprised that someone has come seeking her. Ancient before she was born, destined for death before the Heavens had thought to imagine her. Here there are no names, only descriptions, and they call her the one who slays when she isn’t looking. Her bright, carefree laughter slices open the sky, and there is something about her that makes even the angels uneasy.
First names are forbidden, but she doesn’t seem to care. She defies the law, caps her corner of Paradise with a marmalade sky, and calls her mother Joyce. She eats grapes all day and ice cream, weaves daisies into chains and wears them like crowns. If you should visit her, they tell the indistinct idea of a woman who comes seeking, she will feed you marshmallow pie and chocolate, fold parchment into hats and cut champions from the clouds.
Then one day she is gone, that girl with the sun in her eyes, the one who slays. Some say she dived, quite suddenly, from a tower that grew overnight in her garden. Others say she was dragged away screaming by a woman with the iridescent glow of blood on her face. On that day, it is whispered, the flowers in Heaven turned to cellophane and all the angels sighed.
Fandom: Angel
Rating: G
Summary: Connor in Quor-toth, age 10.
A/N: Drabble written for the
open_on_sunday Beatles' Challenge. Inspired by Leave My Kitten Alone.Father told him about kittens: sweet, sly balls of fur with teeth and claws. The bedraggled little thing that Connor found matched, somewhat, the creature that Father had sketched in the dirt. The same pinprick claws, although Connor doesn’t remember Father mentioning red in the list of colors the eyes could be. But Father wasn’t born in Quor-toth. The kittens here, of course, are different.
“You better leave my kitten all alone,” Connor lisped and then killed the thing hovering over his pet. But it was too late. Here only the strong survive and Father said that kittens were weak.
btvs/ats drabbles
Especially the latter gives me chills. In just a few words you convey Buffy's trauma, and the image of Willow with blood on her face is so metaphorically telling.
"There Are No Pets in Quor-Toth" ... Creepy and disturbing and good as usual. No wonder Connor was so dark! I like your little back-story pieces a lot.
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I'm also really glad that you enjoyed A Tale of Heaven. I actually really enjoyed writing it. I was hoping to express the ways that Buffy doesn't really belong anywhere -- Heaven, Hell, Earth. She, as a slayer, is so singular that there is no real place for her despite being a Champion. An idea that I think applies to Angel as well.
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Re: btvs/ats drabbles
Tale of Heaven is, however, very much about her alone-ness and her defiance. How being what she is, and having been as she is for so long, has changed all the rules for her. She'll never *fit* anywhere and, I think, that by the end of Season Seven she really doesn't care. Except, of course, according to how it will affect her place among her very specific group of friends, her created family. Lies That My Parents Told Me and Empty Places, kinda solidified that for me. Hence Joyce is the only thing in Heaven that she cares about and damn everyone else. But that's enough self-analysis. I'm starting to feel self-conscious.
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