cristallina (owllight) wrote,
@ 2008-06-13 03:00:00

Comment on this entry with a character and three prompts - a noun, an adjective, and a verb - and I'll write a little drabble about it.

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	ow_mybrain 2008-06-13 08:12 am UTC (link)
	Hart: Charles, coiled, cleaning Nesia: Robbie, forgotten, seeking William: photographs, broken, remembering (Reply to this)(Thread)

Hart

owllight
2008-06-13 08:26 am UTC (link)

Spring always coaxes the flowers from the earth and madness from Hart Crane. Something about the change in weather or the pollen in the air puts him on the edge, brings him to rummage through the boxes in the attic for hours before he comes downstairs to Charles with something coiled around his hand, fisted there.

"Do you remember this?" he demands, holding out his hand, and Charles should know better than to say no. "This - this is the shirt you were wearing when we met."

He takes it outside and pins it to the wall of the garage, where he's made his office, just above the photograph he keeps of a bridge he won't speak the name of

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Nesia

owllight
2008-06-13 08:36 am UTC (link)

Nesia routinely has nightmares about weddings. While most girls lay down and dream of a handsome groom and sweet champagne and slicing into fluffy white cake, Nesia wakes up in a cold sweat if there is a single mention of tulle or engagement rings in her dreams. Tonight, it's Robin Sherwood, and it's the same thing as always. She is a bride, her heart is pounding. She twists and turns in the mirror, looking at her reflection. Because it's a dream, there are no freckles on her russet skin and her hair is smooth and twisted up and yet she only thinks of Robin Sherwood. She hears music and rushes to the aisle, but the other end of the church is empty. It's always empty, every time she has this dream. There is no man standing there. Not for her. He's forgotten her, she's already been conquered. Tears blurring her eyes, she runs through the church, tearing down drapes, screaming his name. Searching for him. But he won't be there. He's long gone, from the moment she opens her heart.

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Liam

owllight
2008-06-13 08:53 am UTC (link)

There's no use telling William that his father was a good man, but Jacob always does it anyway. Even now, looking at photos where their father is missing from almost all of them, Jacob insists he cared about them. William doesn't remember him and he doesn't believe it. He turns a page, another one of the entire family crowded together for the shot. Half of the boys are pulling faces, and one of the brothers is punching another in his broken arm. Frozen in time forever.

The album ends abruptly, one summer. Their mother stopped taking photographs of them. She's still a good mother, Jacob tries to say, but William leaves the room.

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