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bakerstreet2016-03-04 09:02 pm
necksock) wrote in bakerstreet2016-03-04 09:02 pm
the music prompt
 the music prompt meme i. comment with your character |
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴅʀɪғᴛɪɴɢ ʙʏ
Dʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sɴᴀɪʟ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ sʜᴇʟʟ
A ʟᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʙᴇʟʟ
I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴍ
Cʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ʙᴏɴᴇ
Fᴏʀ ᴀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ, ɴᴏ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
Fᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴛ, ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀғ, ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜ, ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴇ
Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ.
Dʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sɴᴀɪʟ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ sʜᴇʟʟ
A ʟᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʙᴇʟʟ
I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴍ
Cʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ʙᴏɴᴇ
Fᴏʀ ᴀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ, ɴᴏ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
Fᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴛ, ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀғ, ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜ, ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴇ
Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ.
Things were easier before he knew there were aliens in the world. Before Max saved him and introduced him to a word he fails to truly understand. Before Tess moved in and made his house feel like a home again, in the way it hadn't since his mom died. But it wasn't real. Tess killed Alex and made him an accomplice with no choice. (It was easier when he couldn't remember the weight of Alex's corpse in his arms, sometimes he almost wishes the mindwarp had been permanent. The lie had been more comforting than the truth.)
Tess is gone now and everyone is trying to figure out where to go from here. Not everyone but everyone who is left. His dad says they need to get their minds off of things -- neither one of them can stand to be inside of the house. Pain is inevitable in life but suffering is optional, it's one of the pillars of truth in Buddhism. One suffers because of attachments and inability to let go.
How does one simply move on?
His dad has some family out in Virginia and it's how they end up in the little town of Mystic Falls during the summer. Kyle has taken the day to hike up to the falls and try to clear his head, try to find some meaning out there in a word that simply does not make sense.
He doesn't expect to run into anyone else out here, and yet sitting near the falls was a girl with a journal and a pen who looked almost as lost as he felt.
"Sorry." He says, breaking the silence. "I didn't think anyone else would be out here."
Tess is gone now and everyone is trying to figure out where to go from here. Not everyone but everyone who is left. His dad says they need to get their minds off of things -- neither one of them can stand to be inside of the house. Pain is inevitable in life but suffering is optional, it's one of the pillars of truth in Buddhism. One suffers because of attachments and inability to let go.
How does one simply move on?
His dad has some family out in Virginia and it's how they end up in the little town of Mystic Falls during the summer. Kyle has taken the day to hike up to the falls and try to clear his head, try to find some meaning out there in a word that simply does not make sense.
He doesn't expect to run into anyone else out here, and yet sitting near the falls was a girl with a journal and a pen who looked almost as lost as he felt.
"Sorry." He says, breaking the silence. "I didn't think anyone else would be out here."
If Kyle and Elena were meeting a couple of years down the road, she'd be able to say she understands perfectly what it's like; yearning for the simplicity of innocent times, when your entire life didn't revolve around some kind of sci-fi movie. (Sadly, Elena would not be able to distinguish between science fiction and fantasy proper. Everyone will just have to forgive her for that.)
As it is, Elena hasn't been faced with the impossible like Kyle (yet). The demons she's battling are similarly raw, but entirely human. The loss of her parents is still fresh, and while she's forcing herself to make a social appearance here and there, it's hard.
She looks up at the sound of a newcomer's voice, and almost flusters at being caught.
"Oh. Hey, I—It's okay." She flashes a smile that is earnest in spite of is subdued nature. She closes the journal and cradles it to her lap. "I should probably be out there with everyone as it is." Instead of hiding, but people still look at her like they're expecting her to fall to pieces. They keep talking about Jeremy, and she's trying so hard to look the other way and cut him some slack. It's the least she can do, considering what she took from him.
"You're Sheriff Valenti's son, aren't you?"
As it is, Elena hasn't been faced with the impossible like Kyle (yet). The demons she's battling are similarly raw, but entirely human. The loss of her parents is still fresh, and while she's forcing herself to make a social appearance here and there, it's hard.
She looks up at the sound of a newcomer's voice, and almost flusters at being caught.
"Oh. Hey, I—It's okay." She flashes a smile that is earnest in spite of is subdued nature. She closes the journal and cradles it to her lap. "I should probably be out there with everyone as it is." Instead of hiding, but people still look at her like they're expecting her to fall to pieces. They keep talking about Jeremy, and she's trying so hard to look the other way and cut him some slack. It's the least she can do, considering what she took from him.
"You're Sheriff Valenti's son, aren't you?"
Loss is difficult, whether it be the supernatural kind or the normal part of being human. He still misses his mother a lot sometimes. He misses Tess in spite of everything she did, what she made him do. (It's hard when you're supposed to hate someone you loved, how do you just turn that off? He isn't sure). He misses Alex, his fellow human who got dragged into all of this crazy stuff.
Loss is loss no matter the circumstances, it's always hard and it always hurts.
"Considering I was coming out here to escape from them too, I don't think I can hold it against you," He quips back with a twitching of his lips which something almost akin to a smile. Something close to it, anyway.
At her question he nods. "I am. You're the Gilbert girl, right?"
In small towns gossip travels fast.
Loss is loss no matter the circumstances, it's always hard and it always hurts.
"Considering I was coming out here to escape from them too, I don't think I can hold it against you," He quips back with a twitching of his lips which something almost akin to a smile. Something close to it, anyway.
At her question he nods. "I am. You're the Gilbert girl, right?"
In small towns gossip travels fast.
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