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esp_dragonv2) wrote2022-10-08 01:12 pm
esp_dragonv2) wrote2022-10-08 01:12 pm
Entry tags:
Remember
Fandom: Birdmen
Summary: Robin exhaled as she landed, wrapping her wings around her, leaving space for the bouquets. Whenever Leo gave her some free time between training, she left to come here.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 243
Status: Complete
Robin exhaled as she landed, wrapping her wings around her, leaving space for the bouquets. Whenever Leo gave her some free time between training, she left to come here. She didn't try to hide where she was going, the electronic tag dragging her ankle.
Leo knew where she was.
He didn't care.
Just so long as she returned within the time limit.
She was at a waterfall, similar to the one they had all rested at when they'd first escaped their farm. Night had fallen though, everything a wash of grey with moonlight edging in.
Closing her eyes, she measured out her steps, seeing some of the previous flowers she'd left. They could have been disturbed by animals or wind so she kept counting.
Robin didn't know what had been done with the bodies. She hadn't been allowed to see them, recovering from the gunshot wound instead. So she'd had to do this instead, make their own graveyard with no bodies or headstones.
"Parrot… Fly… Canary…"
One by one, she set down the flowers, her voice wavering. There had been too many to bring flowers all at once and there was never enough.
"Gull… Mayur… Milan…'
There were names she didn't have, those she hadn't gotten to properly speak with before everything had been shot down. But she remembered their faces. Remembered the panic as they fell. Every person was etched into her memory.
"Arthur…"
Because who else was there to remember them?
Inspired by deepwaterwritingprompts's 'The monster graveyard was always dark, dangerous, and full of flowers.'
Summary: Robin exhaled as she landed, wrapping her wings around her, leaving space for the bouquets. Whenever Leo gave her some free time between training, she left to come here.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 243
Status: Complete
Robin exhaled as she landed, wrapping her wings around her, leaving space for the bouquets. Whenever Leo gave her some free time between training, she left to come here. She didn't try to hide where she was going, the electronic tag dragging her ankle.
Leo knew where she was.
He didn't care.
Just so long as she returned within the time limit.
She was at a waterfall, similar to the one they had all rested at when they'd first escaped their farm. Night had fallen though, everything a wash of grey with moonlight edging in.
Closing her eyes, she measured out her steps, seeing some of the previous flowers she'd left. They could have been disturbed by animals or wind so she kept counting.
Robin didn't know what had been done with the bodies. She hadn't been allowed to see them, recovering from the gunshot wound instead. So she'd had to do this instead, make their own graveyard with no bodies or headstones.
"Parrot… Fly… Canary…"
One by one, she set down the flowers, her voice wavering. There had been too many to bring flowers all at once and there was never enough.
"Gull… Mayur… Milan…'
There were names she didn't have, those she hadn't gotten to properly speak with before everything had been shot down. But she remembered their faces. Remembered the panic as they fell. Every person was etched into her memory.
"Arthur…"
Because who else was there to remember them?
Inspired by deepwaterwritingprompts's 'The monster graveyard was always dark, dangerous, and full of flowers.'