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Oct. 16th, 2005 09:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vivienTitle: In the Dark
Fandoms: Neverwhere/Sandman
Characters/Pairings: Ingress, Delirium
Prompt: #86 Cold
Word Count: 379
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't lay claim to any character or book, I just borrow occasionally.
It was dark and it was cold. It was always dark and cold here, except for the occasional flash of dull light when the door opened and the Bad Men slid food in to her.
Ingress used to try to run through the door, but they always caught her and put her back inside, slamming the door hard against her tears. She stopped trying a long time ago. These Bad Men weren't the same as the Bad Men who'd taken her away from her mummy, but they were Bad Men nonetheless.
The walls of the dungeon room were too thick for her to open. She had tried and tried till her head ached and pounded, but she couldn’t make an opening. The door was metal and stone, and there was no lock to touch on the inside.
Ingress was five-years-old. Instead of playing dress up and watering the flowers, she spent her days and nights huddled under the thin blanket she'd found in a corner, hoping the spiders who shared the room wouldn't crawl on her.
She was scared of spiders. Arch always used to kill them for her.
Daddy would come for her soon. Or Arch or Door. Mummy wouldn't. Ingress knew when the blood came out of your body the way it had Mummy's that you died.
She tried not to think of that much.
She tried not to think of anything.
The first weeks she was there, after she'd tried to open the big door for the angel man, she cried most of the day. Now she slept instead. When she slept she could dream the time away and see her family and her favorite toys and rooms. She dreaded waking up for very long.
One day or night or afternoon, Ingress looked up, blinking, as a glowing light appeared above her head. A lady was there. She had red hair and pretty eyes and she wore a hat with a feather in it.
"hELLo, INgreSS," said the lady. "WoULd yOU liKE To coME PlaY WItH mE?"
Ingress stood up, not quite believing her eyes. Then she threw herself into the lady's arms. It had been so long since anyone had called her by name.
She held onto the lady, crying with relief and happiness, and said, "Yes, please."
Fandoms: Neverwhere/Sandman
Characters/Pairings: Ingress, Delirium
Prompt: #86 Cold
Word Count: 379
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't lay claim to any character or book, I just borrow occasionally.
It was dark and it was cold. It was always dark and cold here, except for the occasional flash of dull light when the door opened and the Bad Men slid food in to her.
Ingress used to try to run through the door, but they always caught her and put her back inside, slamming the door hard against her tears. She stopped trying a long time ago. These Bad Men weren't the same as the Bad Men who'd taken her away from her mummy, but they were Bad Men nonetheless.
The walls of the dungeon room were too thick for her to open. She had tried and tried till her head ached and pounded, but she couldn’t make an opening. The door was metal and stone, and there was no lock to touch on the inside.
Ingress was five-years-old. Instead of playing dress up and watering the flowers, she spent her days and nights huddled under the thin blanket she'd found in a corner, hoping the spiders who shared the room wouldn't crawl on her.
She was scared of spiders. Arch always used to kill them for her.
Daddy would come for her soon. Or Arch or Door. Mummy wouldn't. Ingress knew when the blood came out of your body the way it had Mummy's that you died.
She tried not to think of that much.
She tried not to think of anything.
The first weeks she was there, after she'd tried to open the big door for the angel man, she cried most of the day. Now she slept instead. When she slept she could dream the time away and see her family and her favorite toys and rooms. She dreaded waking up for very long.
One day or night or afternoon, Ingress looked up, blinking, as a glowing light appeared above her head. A lady was there. She had red hair and pretty eyes and she wore a hat with a feather in it.
"hELLo, INgreSS," said the lady. "WoULd yOU liKE To coME PlaY WItH mE?"
Ingress stood up, not quite believing her eyes. Then she threw herself into the lady's arms. It had been so long since anyone had called her by name.
She held onto the lady, crying with relief and happiness, and said, "Yes, please."
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Date: 2005-10-16 04:38 pm (UTC)Lovely, dear.
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Date: 2005-10-17 05:19 am (UTC)Do the rules for this allow you to post these anywhere else? Because if so, they'd be great for
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Date: 2005-10-18 01:20 am (UTC)Yay, I'm glad you liked it.