Drabbles are fics of one hundred words or less. A while ago, I challenged myself to see if I could write something that was that short. What I discovered was that when writing drabbles, it is essential to get to the point as quickly as possible. :P
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy 7 and all characters from that game belong to the Almighty Square. In fact, I offer sacrifices to the Almighty Square on every full-moon in order to play with all the purty boys. ^_~
I allow myself a smile, and am fascinated with the fire of hate that lights his eyes.
Beautiful.
I have been waiting for this perfect moment, when killing her causes him the most anguish. Seeing the light leave her self-righteous eyes is almost as satisfying as the agony I inflict on the guileless boy before me.
She thinks she has won, dying that she may join with the Lifestream. She is mistaken.
I have won. All his thoughts, his energies are now on me. His entire world narrows to me. I revel.
Another is touching him. His skin, his hair. Gazing into his expressive eyes. Holding his lithe body. Sharing in the hidden passion.
All this I could stand if not for one thing. One devastating thing.
He does not remember. Not the laughter and joy in our bed. Nor the tears. The pain. The blood.
I died for him! Gave my life so that he would live! Now his mind and heart are filled with the thoughts of a coarse-haired man with coarser speech.
And so I watch. And rage.