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whitereflection) wrote2008-05-24 02:33 am
whitereflection) wrote2008-05-24 02:33 am
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Ugh, what am I thinking...
A self-indulgent bit of foolishness. :x I've been really wanting to write a tag for 5D's ep.5 for the last couple weeks. Crimson dragon = ♥♥♥
*****
Title: Therefore I Am.
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
whitereflection/Di
Fandom: Yu-gi-oh! 5D's
Warnings: spoilers for ep.5 & 7, 2nd person perspective, odd 'character' POV
Disclaimer: All things 5D's are property of Studio Gallop, Konami, NAS.
Summary: How it might have been for the one summoned. (655 words)
It starts with a heartbeat.
One, two, it calls to you in that dark place where you slumber, awakening you from the nothing of a thousand years (that had been but mere moments). Opening your eyes, you raise your head and gaze into the darkness--and there it is again. One, two, but this time there is another heartbeat as well, and they resound around you, thunder through you...
Again. They're calling you.
There is the feeling of wind against your face, the sensation of motion, of flying. Some distant memory recalls chanting, prayers, ceremony that opened to you that other world, that set you free. Now new rituals throb behind your eyes: soaring just over ground, the world flashing by at lightning speed; battles raging in the skies between the brilliant stars of heavens and the blazing fires of hell; lines that draw themselves around you in sharp angles, etching you into being; and those heartbeats, pounding again, again.
And then there is a light in the darkness ahead of you--a speck, no, a tear. They're calling you, and they've rent the void, splitting open the way to their world. Your priests have summoned you. You must go.
Gathering yourself, you leap into flight without a second thought, diving toward the light until it fills your vision and blasts away the darkness, blinding as an exploding sun--and as hot. You screech as the light burns through you, searing through you in an explosion of existence and your vision bleeds red; blazing, shimmering, sparkling bright-red...
You burst through the light, through the tear into that other world. And you *are*. After so very, very long in the darkness, you once again *are*.
One, two, one, two. Your priests' heartbeats pulse within you, stronger and stronger and stronger, and your own heartbeat sounds in unison with theirs. There they are, down below you, in that sacred place. And there their avatars are to either side of you--demon beast of blood and hellfire on your left, the glittering silver stars of the night sky on your right. You arch your neck and scream your triumph and majesty to the heavens. Behold, the power of the Dragon Star made manifest! Behold, o people of the stars, your god's might given form!
Your power fills your priests, surging wildly within you, around you. It rages in a storm that whips wind into a frenzy and engulfs earth, sky, even you, in a fury of crackling lightning. Stronger and stronger and stronger, it builds within you and you stretch yourself up to the heavens, spreading wide your sparkling, crimson-spined wings as the power blasts from you in great, rippling waves across the sky. Radiating brilliant, holy-white light from the core of your being, you are a supernova but a spark away from explosion, and this world will be consumed by your glory...!
And then threads break. One. Two.
In an instant, the connection with your priests is gone. Their creatures are gone. Instead of heartbeats is silence. Your power...fades, and you simply...dissolve...away.
.
It is dark again, it is nothing. You give one last shriek, one last calling out to those that summoned you, but the sound of it only echoes hollowly within the void. And so you draw in upon yourself, tucking back wings that no longer exist. But you do not allow yourself to slumber again. For out there in the vast, black darkness, you see that there is one minuscule speck of light.
The way to that world is still open. Your priests, they will call you again. Soon. You can feel it. When they do, you will once again soar free. You will hold dominion over that world, and you will cleanse it. Even if cleansing it consumes it.
So you watch that speck of light with endless, unblinking eyes. You listen for the first whisper of heartbeat.
And you wait.
*****
End.
*****
Title: Therefore I Am.
Author:
whitereflection/DiFandom: Yu-gi-oh! 5D's
Warnings: spoilers for ep.5 & 7, 2nd person perspective, odd 'character' POV
Disclaimer: All things 5D's are property of Studio Gallop, Konami, NAS.
Summary: How it might have been for the one summoned. (655 words)
It starts with a heartbeat.
One, two, it calls to you in that dark place where you slumber, awakening you from the nothing of a thousand years (that had been but mere moments). Opening your eyes, you raise your head and gaze into the darkness--and there it is again. One, two, but this time there is another heartbeat as well, and they resound around you, thunder through you...
Again. They're calling you.
There is the feeling of wind against your face, the sensation of motion, of flying. Some distant memory recalls chanting, prayers, ceremony that opened to you that other world, that set you free. Now new rituals throb behind your eyes: soaring just over ground, the world flashing by at lightning speed; battles raging in the skies between the brilliant stars of heavens and the blazing fires of hell; lines that draw themselves around you in sharp angles, etching you into being; and those heartbeats, pounding again, again.
And then there is a light in the darkness ahead of you--a speck, no, a tear. They're calling you, and they've rent the void, splitting open the way to their world. Your priests have summoned you. You must go.
Gathering yourself, you leap into flight without a second thought, diving toward the light until it fills your vision and blasts away the darkness, blinding as an exploding sun--and as hot. You screech as the light burns through you, searing through you in an explosion of existence and your vision bleeds red; blazing, shimmering, sparkling bright-red...
You burst through the light, through the tear into that other world. And you *are*. After so very, very long in the darkness, you once again *are*.
One, two, one, two. Your priests' heartbeats pulse within you, stronger and stronger and stronger, and your own heartbeat sounds in unison with theirs. There they are, down below you, in that sacred place. And there their avatars are to either side of you--demon beast of blood and hellfire on your left, the glittering silver stars of the night sky on your right. You arch your neck and scream your triumph and majesty to the heavens. Behold, the power of the Dragon Star made manifest! Behold, o people of the stars, your god's might given form!
Your power fills your priests, surging wildly within you, around you. It rages in a storm that whips wind into a frenzy and engulfs earth, sky, even you, in a fury of crackling lightning. Stronger and stronger and stronger, it builds within you and you stretch yourself up to the heavens, spreading wide your sparkling, crimson-spined wings as the power blasts from you in great, rippling waves across the sky. Radiating brilliant, holy-white light from the core of your being, you are a supernova but a spark away from explosion, and this world will be consumed by your glory...!
And then threads break. One. Two.
In an instant, the connection with your priests is gone. Their creatures are gone. Instead of heartbeats is silence. Your power...fades, and you simply...dissolve...away.
.
It is dark again, it is nothing. You give one last shriek, one last calling out to those that summoned you, but the sound of it only echoes hollowly within the void. And so you draw in upon yourself, tucking back wings that no longer exist. But you do not allow yourself to slumber again. For out there in the vast, black darkness, you see that there is one minuscule speck of light.
The way to that world is still open. Your priests, they will call you again. Soon. You can feel it. When they do, you will once again soar free. You will hold dominion over that world, and you will cleanse it. Even if cleansing it consumes it.
So you watch that speck of light with endless, unblinking eyes. You listen for the first whisper of heartbeat.
And you wait.
*****
End.