Shades of Red | By : Solaras Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not
own Weiss Kreuz or anything related to it.
I have nothing worth suing over, and if it comes between a fine and jail
time… I’m broke, you do the math. But I
do love Weiss and want to spread the love a little.
Author’s Notes: Just
something to stretch out the writer’s cramps.
Haven’t written any fanfiction in awhile, and I need to do some warm ups
before I get back to work on my poor neglected chapter fic. One-shot character analyses are good for that
sort of thing.
Shades of Red
Farfarello dreamed in shades of
red: red the color of roses, red the color of brick, red the color of hearts,
and red the color of rubies. Sometimes
the red was so dark it was almost black, but always red. It ran, twisted, formed, and broke upon the
walls of his mind in a sea of waves that turned to clay, molded an image, and
melted back into the red.
Demons
danced across the red wearing familiar faces.
Nuns in red habits lifted red hands in prayer, while red lipped priests
blessed a red sacrament. A gleaming red
cup lay overturned and askew on a red stained altar, its contents spilled
endlessly into a pool the color of freshly bruised flesh. Form the pool a hundred thirsty children
drank. Their red hands cupped the red
liquid, their red tongues lapped at it, and their red eyes stared at red.
A red hill
rose atop a pile of red bones, and upon the summit sat a red church. The windows where broken, and the glass
sparkled red in the red earth. No door
guarded the sanctuary. There was only a
gaping red portal that bled red light.
The light seeped through cracks in the stone work, and gushed from the
shattered windows. Red bled into red and
trickled down the hill, weaving in and out of empty-eyed skulls. The flowing tide of red swept over the children,
drowning the priests, and washing away the nuns.
The wave of red ran up to a pair of
shoes but not over them. It swirled and
raged around a figure not born of red. A
green coat would not yield to red. Blue
eyes stared defiantly into the red.
White clad legs took a step into red, and red shuddered, stretched, and
formed a path. Stones cobbled themselves
together with red mortar, while the not-red took more steps. The red flowed in a great rush beneath the
red path; crashing and writhing its way up to the red church.
Not-red stood upon the hill atop
the red bones and looked into the red portal.
The red light stretched to meet its visitor, as the not-red moved
towards the church. The light swirled
around the not-red, bleeding into hair a shade it almost knew and made it red. Not-red
made a sound, but the red did not understand.
The sound was not red. Sound was
not a form red could take, so it swirled again around the not-red looking for
other things it could bleed into.
Not-red moved again, displacing the
swirling red, and stepped into the red church.
Row after row of red pews lined the red nave. A broken red cross stood in the apse, and
under it sat a pale faced figure dressed in red. Pale hands were stained with red, and pale
hair dripped with red. One gold eye
stared upward, while the other eye (which wasn’t so much an eye but a red void)
leaked red. Red fell from the eye and
ran, twisted, formed, and broke in a never ending red.
Not-red sat beside the pale figure
and grasped a red stained hand. The gold
eye rolled down revealing a red pupil.
The other red stained hand ran through the red hair that now swirled
along with the red. Not-red smiled a
wicked smile that became red. A dreaming
Farfarello smiled in his sleep, while he dreamed of red and Schuldig, of
Schuldig covered in red, but mostly of red.
End
Well what do you guys think? I think I'm a bit rusty, but I've done
worse. Reviews are welcome and appreciated.
Solaras
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