Ampere & Zèklè
Screaming.Lub dub. Fire, Whump whump. Zero. Bzt bzt. Those were the things that spun around Ampere's mind as her body spun from the sky. As if caught in a rip tide she felt weak to the tumbling currents, unable to discern up from down even as the ground clearly rushed towards her for a calming kiss. She struggled at some point, or at least, she thought she did, but maybe she just fell too, like a stone. And then there was quiet. Just, quiet. Noise still carried on around her. War didn't just, shut up, not even when it was over (evident as the Earth God prattled on). The difference was she wasn't listening, or couldn't hear, or maybe both. Part of it was because she was winded, so as she gasped on the ground like a fish out of water she mostly just heard her own heart beat inside her ears where it roared like the sea in a conch shell. She heard the wheeze of air as it rattled between her nose and her windpipe, strained and slow and by the gods painful. She heard the way her nerves caught fire within her wing, but it was nothing compared to the shouting and the fire that razed within her own heart, nothing like the words that died on her tongue but echoed inside her throat. Zero. Then, at last, something. A sound so small she shouldn't have heard it, but there among the moors of the war she drifted between, she found it for its difference, for it's whisper and it's hurt. She grabbed at it, and like a silver fish it spun in her grip shaky and wild. 'm I a hero, Ma? Her lashes blinked away water. [continued in Zero's thread] |
SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Conclusion)
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11-07-2015, 12:51 AM
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