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Naomh Pádraig | Saint Patrick ([info]naomh_padraig) wrote in [info]nevermore_au,
@ 2013-01-08 23:44:00

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Entry tags:-abroad, saint darerca, saint george, saint padraig

WHO: Padraig, George and Darerca
WHAT: A re-soulenated Padraig is having a Moment
WHEN: After Patrick is resoulenated
WHERE: Padraig's farm
WARNINGS: Talk of torture and horribleness



It had returned as suddenly as it left him. One moment Padraig was whistling and boiling water without a care in the world, and the next he was on the floor of his cabin, backing up into the corner on his hands and knees. The horror of everything he had done in the past years weighing on him heavily. His eyes widened and he burst into tears, clutching his chest and crying so hard he couldn't breathe.

He had starved his brother and tortured him. He had allowed another version of himself to try to kill his sister. He had done it because he had lost a soul he hadn't even tried to give away in the first place.

It was too much to take and after hours of cowering in the corner and trying to figure out how to deal with what he had done, he had headed to his barn, his gait deliberate. He grabbed a heavy bag of sand and a rope and he carried them both to the edge of the cliff which plunged down to the sea. He had spent so many years in captivity, fighting to not throw himself off the edge. Hope had kept him alive; hope of escaping his master and heading home. Now he had no hope. He had committed atrocities he could never live with.

Padraig tied one end of the rope to the sandbag and the other to his ankle. If he threw himself off the cliff, the weight would keep him submerged. The water would keep him from coming back, at least until his body decomposed or drifted too far out to sea and he just popped back to Ireland somewhere. And then he could do it again.


He stared off the cliff and sighed, watching the water churn below him.



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[info]adragonbright
2013-02-05 06:28 pm UTC (link)
"Or at least go on holiday," George said. "See the sights, pretend to be tourists. It could be fun."

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[info]naomh_padraig
2013-02-06 08:35 am UTC (link)
It all sounded so appealing. "I would like that," he said, though he did so without any excitement in his voice. "Do you think Darerca would come? I don't want her to feel abandoned."

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[info]adragonbright
2013-02-06 08:57 pm UTC (link)
In lieu of answering Padraig, George tilted his head back and yelled towards the kitchen, "Darerca! We're going on holiday and you have to come with us, even if we're in England!"

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[info]naomh_padraig
2013-02-09 06:57 am UTC (link)
Darerca stuck her head back into the living room and she raised pale eyebrows at the both of them. "Alright then. I reserve the right to bitch about the English countryside."

Padraig looked up at both of them, feeling ever-so-slightly better. His family was still with him and that meant everything.

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