melodywilde (melodywilde) wrote in kinkfest, @ 2007-09-15 21:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | f: dragon quest viii, p: angelo/marcello, september 15 |
Blind, Dragon Quest VIII, Marcello/Angelo
Title: Blind
Author: melodywilde
Rating: PG
Warnings: Marcello
Word count: 332
Summary: Just another fun day in the life of our hero…
September 15, #4, Dragon Quest VIII, Marcello/Angelo; blindness – “He tried to track his brother’s movements, but the spell which had stolen his sight had muted his other senses as well.”
Blind
by Melody Wilde
Angelo lay where he had fallen when the flash of blue light had struck him, afraid to move, afraid to be still, praying fervently to the Goddess that the fight would continue forward, away from him.
For the third time, he tried to cast a healing spell upon himself. For the third time, it failed. He had expended too much of his magic earlier. All he could do now was wait.
Blind, and may the Goddess damn the bastard who had thrown the curse. It had left him helpless, an easy target, but it seemed his luck was holding, so far. And as soon as the other Templars defeated their enemy, they would come back and take him to be restored at…
“…trouble…”
He jerked his head to the left. “Marcello?”
The word caught in his throat. He carefully pushed himself to one elbow, suddenly aware of the unnatural silence around him.
“…ungrateful…”
He tried to track his brother’s movements, but it seemed the spell which had stolen his sight had muted his other senses as well.
“…impediment…”
The muffled sound was moving back and forth in front of him, as if Marcello were pacing. He tilted his head to one side, straining to hear.
“…your fault…”
It hadn’t been, of course. How could it be his fault that the pair of mages they were chasing had suddenly decided to turn and make a stand? But he wouldn’t have protested even if he had been able to speak. Protests would only earn him a beating. Or worse.
“…punishment…”
He went dizzy as he was pulled to his feet. The world spun…or perhaps he was being spun.
And then he heard Marcello’s voice so clearly that his brother’s lips must have been pressed to his ear. “Punishment for you. Reward for us.”
Though his other senses were dulled, when his first assailant roughly entered him, Angelo discovered that he was able to feel.
And, in time, he discovered he was able to scream.