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femslashficlets2017-10-17 10:25 pm
rosage) wrote in femslashficlets2017-10-17 10:25 pm
Entry tags:
Shakespeare 4
Title: All the Devils
Fandom: Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia
Pairing: Faye/Silque
Rating: G
Word Count: 231
Prompt: 4 Hell is empty and all the devils are here - The Tempest
Summary: Faye's journey starts much as her first one had--with death.
Note: Part five of a ficlet series starting here. Warning for a corpse.
The corpse at Faye’s feet looks too familiar. His bulging eyes and scarred nose mean nothing to her, but he lies with arrows in his stomach and his arm bent under his back, not far from where she made her first kill. Back then she’d been sick behind a bush so the boys wouldn’t send her home. Now she bends to retrieve her arrows, only grimacing when one sticks.
Unplugged, the wound oozes, and Silque kneels by the body with her hands clasped. Seeing that she isn’t injured, Faye’s empty spaces fill with relief. She stands and watches for movement in the surrounding forest while Silque prays. She can’t remember much from when Alm rescued Silque (other than his hands on a stranger’s shoulders, and a knot in Faye’s stomach), but she won’t get a fresh image.
“I'm afraid backtracking to Ram’s cemetery would take too long,” Silque says.
This monster, beside great-grandma and -grandpa? “Let’s just move on.”
“I’d like to at least cover him. Too many bodies have gone without rites.”
Faye would leave a scavenger to the scavengers, but Silque’s bowed head touches her. It takes all of her willpower not to brush the hair from Silque’s face when she again joins her on the ground. “I’ll help move him, then.”
When Silque’s nose lifts, a small smile appears beneath it, and Faye barely notices the rotten stench.
Fandom: Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia
Pairing: Faye/Silque
Rating: G
Word Count: 231
Prompt: 4 Hell is empty and all the devils are here - The Tempest
Summary: Faye's journey starts much as her first one had--with death.
Note: Part five of a ficlet series starting here. Warning for a corpse.
The corpse at Faye’s feet looks too familiar. His bulging eyes and scarred nose mean nothing to her, but he lies with arrows in his stomach and his arm bent under his back, not far from where she made her first kill. Back then she’d been sick behind a bush so the boys wouldn’t send her home. Now she bends to retrieve her arrows, only grimacing when one sticks.
Unplugged, the wound oozes, and Silque kneels by the body with her hands clasped. Seeing that she isn’t injured, Faye’s empty spaces fill with relief. She stands and watches for movement in the surrounding forest while Silque prays. She can’t remember much from when Alm rescued Silque (other than his hands on a stranger’s shoulders, and a knot in Faye’s stomach), but she won’t get a fresh image.
“I'm afraid backtracking to Ram’s cemetery would take too long,” Silque says.
This monster, beside great-grandma and -grandpa? “Let’s just move on.”
“I’d like to at least cover him. Too many bodies have gone without rites.”
Faye would leave a scavenger to the scavengers, but Silque’s bowed head touches her. It takes all of her willpower not to brush the hair from Silque’s face when she again joins her on the ground. “I’ll help move him, then.”
When Silque’s nose lifts, a small smile appears beneath it, and Faye barely notices the rotten stench.