sinsyne: (Jaejoong - maybe we're going nowhere)
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Title: On Eagle's Wings
Challenge/Prompt: Yesterday
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original Fiction
Characters: Nameless couple.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mentions of suicide.
Disclaimer: All mine.
Summary: In the end, he couldn't save her from herself.
Author's Notes: The title is drawn from the church hymn of the same name. It's a heavy piece, and seeing as there was much more I wanted to put in it, I'm not sure how well I handled the 100 words.

She was gone, yet the despair she left in her wake easily made up for the absence. In death, as in love, she lingered, but there was no solace in that.

Silently, he ghosted through the house, memories of their life together resurfacing with every step, every breath, that he took. That was all she was now: memory.

In sickness and in health, they had once vowed, many years ago. He had thought it such an easy promise, unaware of the inner-demons that tormented her, until she vanished with her painkillers.

Yesterday, she had been alive, now...

Silence welcomed him.
sinsyne: (Jaejoong - fantasy)
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Title: Leave the Key
Challenge/Prompt: Symbol
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original Fiction
Characters: Cynthia, Jonathan
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: All mine.
Summary: Her family hadn't been hateful, simply distant and devoid of love.
Author's Notes: Having written nothing but lengthy essays and epic hero stories for the past few weeks, 100 words was a bit of a shock.

“That’s the last one,” she muttered, depositing the heavy, cardboard box in the hallway.

With some degree of longing, she surveyed her room, barren, save for the furniture –bed, desk, bookshelves- of her childhood.

It was furniture she intended to leave behind, with everything personal already neatly packed in boxes and luggage bags. She wanted a bright future and happy memories, something this house could never provide. Her family hadn't been hateful, simply distant and devoid of love.

“Cyn! You ready?” Jonathan hollered from downstairs.

“Coming!”

Smiling wistfully, she exited the room, leaving her house key on the white dresser.

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