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SolsticeIn the end, a warehouse had to be used. A sports arena might have sufficed for so many people, or a concert hall, but those had long since gone and no large public venues had yet been reconstructed. Any number of churches were suggested, of course, but aside from the overwhelming number of people to accomodate, there was the inevitable issue of associations with Norsefire that made such an avenue less than ideal. Thus, a large section of an industrial park had been carefully converted for this event.
It was late at night and throngs of people filled the area, guided by volunteers. It had snowed earlier, but now the sky was clear. A half-moon shone down, and there was enough of a breeze to make one eager to be indoors. Lights and signs showed the way toward one central building where a low hum of hushed voices and shuffling feet could be heard. Within, people slowly and steadily settled into rows and waited.
Mending, part IIIpart I: http://fuguestate.deviantart.com/art/Mending-99343714
part II: http://fuguestate.deviantart.com/art/Mending-Part-II-103380405
Evey sighed and shifted, waking slowly. She'd slept longer than she'd expected. Eric must have decided to let her rest - he was always trying to do that. It had been a while since she'd eaten, and she was hungry now. There were still leftovers from yesterday, she mused... she could have that, and then they'd need to change V's banda--
The memory of his waking slammed into her at once and her eyes flew open in astonishment to meet his.
* * * * *
V was watching her from his side of the bed. Having awakened some time ago, he'd been studying her as she slept. In spite of his continued discomfort at being without his normal defenses, he couldn't deny that he wanted her near. Sheltered by the dimness around them he'd asked her, haltingly, to stay, and she'd just as hesitantly
Mending, Part II(part I is here: ( http://fuguestate.deviantart.com/art/Mending-99343714 )
Evey whirled around at the sound of V's voice.
He was blinking slowly, staring up at the ceiling. She experienced a moment's disorientation upon seeing him, having irrationally expected the masked man in black to go with the voice and instead seeing the damaged stranger she'd been tending. Then he sighed, and the small sound re-established his identity for her, pulling her toward him.
"V?" She stopped just short of touching him, uncertain of the new boundaries his wakefulness might cause. His eyes - so unfamiliar, and yet exactly as she'd imagined - drifted toward her.
"Evey." She watched in fascination as she actually saw him smile for the first time - a peaceful, happy shadow of the Fawkesian grin she'd known. "There you are. I found you..." His hand reached up to touch her.
But upon seeing his own bared arm as
on old sanzu - absolutely true fictionlast fall i stole my friend down by the tama river. we sang. we danced. we skipped dead fish like rocks and watched them get swallowed by the undertow. we got sick off of bad chinese food and went skinny-dipping and then a week later she drowned herself.
her uncle was a yakuza, i think, but he really just wanted to be al pacino or something. anyway, she loved him a lot. maybe that’s why she went down the way she went down; cement shoes. not real cement, but it was the same idea. she had two cloth bags with yellow-painted cinderblocks inside, and they were tied to her ankles like the prisoners’ chains from o brother where art thou.
in my mind’s eye i can see her, limping dreadfully close to the edge of the current, her left hand gripping at her breasts through a loose t-shirt. kneeling by the wastelands, elbows in the gravel, crawling forward out into the water. angry like a dermis under wool, all teeth and salt and sand. sleepy, submissive, sublimated.
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