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writers_musesI began these drabbles (Sirius/Remus) a while back, but never got to finish them until tonight which is why they're being posted. They're part of a meme, but I decided to turn it into a prompt response as well. The meme is as follows:
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the ficlet; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
Prompt: "You do not choose the life you will experience ahead of time. You may select the persons, places and events — the conditions and circumstances, the challenges, the opportunities and options — with which to create experiences. What you create with these is your business." - Neale Donald Walsch
1. The Beatles - Let It Be
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer.
Let it be.
Every time the moon passes, Remus is exhausted beyond what anyone can truly imagine. The exhaustion seeps into his bones, draining him of every bit of energy.
On days directly after the full moon, when his energy is at his lowest, when he's laying in the hospital wing because his body is bandaged after spending a night clawing and biting at himself, he sometimes wonders if it would have been better if he would have died. He should have died, isn't that what the Healers had told his parents? He shouldn't have made it. He shouldn't have survived.
Yet, here he is.
As he stares up at the ceiling, an arm bandaged to his chest so it can heal, he doesn't notice the fact that Sirius has slipped into the hospital wing. He doesn't notice, in fact, until he takes his hand in his and gives it a small squeeze. Remus turns to him then, and Sirius smiles just slightly. There are no words between them, but Remus knows what he wants to say. Whatever comes, he'll be there. Whatever happens, he'll be with him.
Suddenly, he realizes, he doesn't regret surviving too much. He's not alone to endure whatever it is that life has stored for him.
( 2-10 )
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the ficlet; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
Prompt: "You do not choose the life you will experience ahead of time. You may select the persons, places and events — the conditions and circumstances, the challenges, the opportunities and options — with which to create experiences. What you create with these is your business." - Neale Donald Walsch
1. The Beatles - Let It Be
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer.
Let it be.
Every time the moon passes, Remus is exhausted beyond what anyone can truly imagine. The exhaustion seeps into his bones, draining him of every bit of energy.
On days directly after the full moon, when his energy is at his lowest, when he's laying in the hospital wing because his body is bandaged after spending a night clawing and biting at himself, he sometimes wonders if it would have been better if he would have died. He should have died, isn't that what the Healers had told his parents? He shouldn't have made it. He shouldn't have survived.
Yet, here he is.
As he stares up at the ceiling, an arm bandaged to his chest so it can heal, he doesn't notice the fact that Sirius has slipped into the hospital wing. He doesn't notice, in fact, until he takes his hand in his and gives it a small squeeze. Remus turns to him then, and Sirius smiles just slightly. There are no words between them, but Remus knows what he wants to say. Whatever comes, he'll be there. Whatever happens, he'll be with him.
Suddenly, he realizes, he doesn't regret surviving too much. He's not alone to endure whatever it is that life has stored for him.
( 2-10 )
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