|schizoid_sprite (schizoid_sprite) wrote in gundam_100,|
@ 2009-06-09 15:58:00
|Entry tags:||author: schizoid_sprite, prompt: distance|
Characters/Pairings: Quatre, Trowa
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: first time posting. :P
The cacophony of their howls rises to a maddening crescendo: they are crying, screaming—annihilating the remains of his supposedly restored sanity as he curls on the cold cell floor. The afterglows of fiery shots from his cannon burn his eyes, and they ooze out as tears. He squints when the tears dribble into the microgravity of the prison: they sparkle like stars.
He lifts his cuffed hands and prays that somehow, somewhere, Trowa can still feel the warmth of the stars.
Zero laughs at his prayer, and the strangled choir of the people he murdered sings their dirge again.